The new library. Well, I'm in-between libraries,
geographically. I had a book sent to Leonard (The Lonely Passion of Judith
Hearne, which is certain to be uplifting) which I picked up today, and
Speedboat, which I put on hold like four months ago in Clinton Hill and
recently changed to Williamsburgh (old-timey spelling theirs) and it appears to
be in transit. I also made it 54% of the way through the electronic version of
The Secret History (eh, one of those books that everyone seems to have read,
but never sounded appealing to me–rich kids studying Greek at NE liberal arts
school and kill a classmate?) before it expired and I had been reading it like
crazy. Apparently, it's 592 pages long, which explains why the percentages (is
there a way to make a Kindle show pages instead? Though I guess that makes no
sense since they're variable) barely seemed to budge, while The Sheltering Sky,
which I paid for, jumped to 18% like that (352 pages total).
So, Leonard lacks the outdoor book drop of Clinton
Hill, the only branch where I've ever encountered the obvious convenience, but
it's the only library I've been to in Brooklyn with self-checkout, which counts
for something. The Orange Eats Creeps was on the tiny fiction shelf, so there's
probably a cool librarian working there. I also learned that there is a graphic
novel called Chimichanga. Freak in the Sheets was nowhere to be seen.
I signed up for a writing class right before Christmas that was to start after the new year, but I freaked out because there was too much going on to focus and I didn't want to waste my money, so I postponed until the next session and forgot about it. Apparently, today was the first day of class and it's too late to back out. All my library books are likely to expire while doing the required reading, and I have no idea about blogging since there will be multiple writing assignments which I'm completely not inspired to do (I just like rambling about nothing, not thinking too hard). I had the idea that I would have tons of free time, nights and weekends, living alone and watching less TV (I don't like watching TV as much by myself yet I'm paying a shitload for cable now so keep it on) to focus on this class but that has yet to be the case. I spent nearly all day (yes, and working–my whole department is virutal the next two weeks while our new temporary office space gets set up) unpacking and organzing books and knick knacks today, even though I've been here over a month now. I didn't have the shelves until last weekend and didn't put them together until last night.
Ok, to required reading now.