I promise not to start documenting every trip to the public library because… what better way to lose readers? But I had to write a follow-up post, just this once.
Last time I visited my local library, someone asked me for a recommendation. Today while browsing around Geraldine Brooks* a girl down the aisle from me wiggled a book and said, “This is a good one.”
I swear, I have never had random people talk to me in the library before. And now twice! In a row! So what is it? Do I suddenly look friendly and approachable? Am I losing my steely city face (which never really stopped tourists from asking directions) to suburb life? To top off all the weirdness, I find I kind of like these chatty strangers.
I did consider the recommended book, but when I added it to my pile, I noticed the spine was bright pink, and all the other books I picked out today were black. So I put the cheerful book back on the shelf for another day.
* Author note: I have not read anything by Brooks yet, but she is a fascinating interview and dedicated her latest book to hero-librarians. What’s not to like?