Looking back on my stack from last January, I see one of those books is in my stack of reading now (Kim Bo-Young’s stories, which were longer than I’d expected). Typically, I notice that first, and overlook that I read all the rest: isn’t it hard to not let
When regularly relying on the library in Toronto, with dozens of bookmarks holding my place in borrowed stacks, the idea of writing about my library usage seemed impossible. Now living a few hours north, where funding for libraries is limited, my visitor’s card gets relatively little use. In the
Muriel Barbery's The Elegance of the Hedgehog Translated from the French by Alison Anderson (2006) Europa Editions, 2008 So I borrowed this as an uncatalogued paperback from the library. Sometime last autumn. ::deliberate vagueness:: I felt lucky because, as it was uncatalogued, it wasn't being tracked the same way as
Anne Tyler's Noah's Compass (2009) It was with the best of intentions that I stood in front of the New Books shelves, doing the mental math that had allowed me to walk out of the public library the past four nights in a row (well, yes, I go almost every
