When I was a girl, my mom would drop me off at the library and head out on other errands. I’d scamper inside and immediately become absorbed in all the possibilities. Which books would I take home this week?
Thirty minutes later, I’d meet my mom at the car with a giant stack. On the way home, I’d feel rich and full and eager all at the same time.
Is there anything better than being an imaginative child and having free rein in a library, with your own card and everything?
Yes. Being an adult in a library with free rein to check out any books, movies and magazines you desire.
Here’s the truth: I am a wanton library user. Oh, library, how you’ve enabled my bookish gluttony. [Read more…] about Bookish Gluttony and Enabling Libraries


