on tuesday night, i went to my local city library branch and had one of those awesome moments when every book i came across seemed just right. the library (any library) has been a favorite location of mine for as far back as i can remember. wandering the shelves, amassing a pile, and checking out a stack of new-to-me books gives me a strange but special thrill.
often the subjects are totally unrelated, many of the books i never read from cover to cover, but always i am delighted by all the text and images and ideas and inspirations that a pile of books can offer.
here is my library list from tuesday:
+ alone in the kitchen with an eggplant (hilarious essays on cooking solo.)
+ the girl with the gallery (the title caught me, and the topic’s held me.)
+ what i talk about when i talk about running
+ paris cafe: the select crowd
+ superman: the complete history (for an upcoming exhibition at work.)
+ armageddon in retrospect
what books are piled up on your nightstand at the moment?
One Comment
i guess i don’t need to say that you’re the cutest, you must already know that! i’ve been thinking about getting back into library visiting for a while now. i use to spend my breaks from the candy store at the huge boston public library on boylston (in the beginning i was just trying to avoid buying more party dresses at betsey johnson, but it started to become a much more exciting adventure). anyway, i’ve been meaning to read that book about eating alone for over a year now. PLEASE give me a mini book review when you finish.
xx