Tag: library

  • Yellow Brick Road

    Check out my story on the Booked Solid in Santa Fe blog!

  • March of the Penguins

    One of the things I love about being a Children’s Librarian is the fact I can do arts and crafts as part of my job. And it’s totally normal. Because I can be sort of a bum, I sometimes make bulletin boards that I can keep up for long periods of time and change the…

  • Snow

    I knew the snow was going to be a problem from the moment I woke up.  My mom hated the snow and I often wasn’t allowed to go outside when the grass glistened with white instead of green.  I think the very fact I wasn’t able to play in the snow like my friends and…

  • Night Shift

    “I don’t know why anyone – or I guess how anyone – can work the night shift.  How can a boss expect me to wear pants until 9 PM?”  Angela complained the entire way out of the library and I began to wonder how she had even been hired in the first place.  Nothing she…

  • The Swing

    “He said he had work to do,” my mother said.  “Why do you ask so many questions?”  I sighed and headed back to my room.  All I had wanted to know was when my brother was getting home.  He had promised to take me to the zoo today and I had been looking forward to…

  • Miss Smith

    PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz The library was the only place I ever felt safe. The only place I could check out as many books as I could carry. My parents never kept eyes on me after school so the public library became my stomping ground. Miss Smith came to be one of my most…

  • The Haunting at the Library

    “I know you are not going to believe what just happened to me, but listen.  It was the weirdest thing.”  I tried to calm myself down before I talked to the rest of my coworkers.  “Not another one of your ghost stories.  Because really.  We have heard them so many times already.”  Nate didn’t even look away from his computer screen as he replied.  “But this…

  • Stomping

    I stomped into the house after a long day of working at the library.  I knew why I was irritated, but there were too many problems for me to solve in one day.  All I wanted was for the managers to do their jobs, but apparently that was too much to ask.  Today they had…

  • The Water Cooler

    “What does this girl do all day?”  I asked Miranda as I poured another cup of coffee.  “I like how you are asking as we are pouring our third cup of coffee for the day,” she said holding her coffee mug out.  “It’s the only time we can talk and the only time the managers…

  • Collection

    “We’re here to find out what is possible.  What you have and what we can learn.”  I watched the woman primly cross her arms on top of my desk.  I knew she was going to give me a run for my money this afternoon.  I knew her type, she would want a significant of information  and would want…