Category Archives: Bibliothecaria
What good am I?
It’s Saturday evening, and I am sprawled in an armchair, watching cheesery and nonsense on the television, and already having oh-God-it’s-Monday-on-Monday anxst. Because on Monday I will have to get out of bed when the alarm goes off, and when … Continue reading
Don’t bother reading this one
I went back to work today, having spent two (well, three, if you count Sunday, and I do) days lying face-down on the bed wishing the entire Universe would fuck right off and take everything between my neck and my … Continue reading
Library Etiquette
You’ll be pleased to read that I spent my lunch-break writing away at the Possible Fiction. Why yes, of course you’ve got to wait. Fiction is bloody difficult. It has to make sense, it has to amuse, the reader has … Continue reading
Updates and vacuuming
Well. This is a cobwebby, rusted-shut sort of a blog at the moment, isn’t it? My blog-roll has disappeared altogether, look. Can’t find the bastard thing at all. And my categories are scattergories (but I think I know where they … Continue reading
This is what I live for
Dear Slightly Smelly Patron of the Library of Glum, When I tell you we do not have that particular journal in the library, I do not mean we do have it, but I’m not telling you where. I do not … Continue reading
Nothing to be done
I’d be posting on the 20th, in fact, I am writing this on the 20th, but BT has run gleefully away with the internet connection and who can say when you will be reading this. [This applies in any case, … Continue reading
I have homework due tomorrow
Library of Congress Subject Headings make no sense. I spent the morning wrestling with the definitive four volume 2005 edition, and they make no sense. Also, they make no sense to anyone else either. I know, I know, I should … Continue reading
A reading meme – Libraries!
Cheerfully, shamelessly, swiped from Charlotte. 1. Do you remember learning to read? How old were you? Like Scout in To Kill A Mockingbird, I never learnt to read. My mother remembers playing with flash-cards with me when I was two … Continue reading