Sunday, July 31, 2011

Librarians rule!

 Thought I'd share this great vignette from shelfawareness:
"Once a month a lumbering green van pulled up in front of our tiny school. Written on the side in large gold letters was State of Maine Bookmobile. The driver-librarian was a hefty lady who liked kids almost as much as she liked books, and she was always willing to make a suggestion. One day, after I'd spent 20 minutes pulling books from the shelves in the section marked Young Readers and then replacing them again, she asked me what sort of book I was looking for.
"I thought about it, then asked a question—perhaps by accident, perhaps as a result of divine intervention—that unlocked the rest of my life. 'Do you have any stories about how kids really are?' She thought about it, then went to the section of the Bookmobile marked Adult Fiction, and pulled out a slim hardcover volume. 'Try this, Stevie,' she said. 'And if anyone asks, tell them you found it yourself. Otherwise, I might get into trouble.' "
—Stephen King, reflecting upon his discovery of William Golding's Lord of the Flies in the Telegraph's edited version of King's introduction to an upcoming centenary edition of the novel.
Does anyone have a similar story? I remember being thrilled when I realized there was no prohibition against taking out books from the adult section.

Speaking of childhood days, I came across this fabulous title and cover design while perusing You can watch a very funny interview with the author here.


  1. From my friend Darcie, librarian & so much more:
    "I love Stephen King's reflections on his own life--they are always wonderful. So many people have memories of a librarian from childhood who helped them discover both other worlds and inner worlds. As a librarian, there's no higher high than the bond that forms with a young person when you offer a book that shows you get her, and you respect her intelligence and her choices."

  2. Elizabeth Beckwith's Dr. Strangelove approach to parental lies may stick to the casual, which permits us a laugh of nervous release. But guilt and manipulation never create the perfect child, and in fact the worst day of a child's life comes when he/she realizes that the parent cannot be trusted to tell the truth. I've a theory that you finally grow up when the revealed lies your parents told you cease to give you pain.