WAG - Reporting from Exile
Okay. It's the afternoon, I've finished my english class, and I don't want to go back to the Missourian.
I'm currently posting from the Ellis, the main library on campus. I went in to reserve a book (Flush, a novel by Virginia Woolf about Elizath Barrett Browning's Dog [no, I'm not joking]). It's currently out of print, but my teacher still wanted us to read it. We were encouraged to get it through or Acorn Books. I forgot about that assignment until last night; afterwhich I promptly forgot again. This afternoon in class, when several people reported their troubles in landing the book - they paid for their books but the shipments hadn't arrived yet - I knew I needed to spring into gear. I now have reserved the one copy MU has which you can check out (they have a spare, but it's categorized reading room only).
It's a first edition. I'll have to be careful with it.
Anyway, as I sit here, and realize the story I'm working on won't be ready for tomorrow, I have no desire to go to the Missourian to confirm that fact right now. There's a floor meeting this afternoon, which I feel obilgated to attend for all the meetings I hosted in my position as student stuff. I DO plan to go back to the Missourian later, hopefully after my substitute editor has left (my regular editor is on vacation) and do some prep work for tomorrow.
Just for now... I'm going to enjoy the climate controlled computer lab, the comforting smell of musty books (if you spend multiple summers helping your librarian mother catalog the stacks, you'll get nostalgic for the aroma of old parchment as well), and the sacred silence of the library where I won't be bothered by phone calls or agitated editors.
Don't tell!
'Shhhhh'
