In the Stacks

With my new found enjoyment to read, I figured it was time to get a library card to save my wallet a few bucks. Therefore, I made a trip to the good ole public library yesterday.

Let's just say, I couldn't really remember exactly how to use a library properly. I know it's sad, but I haven't stepped foot in one since high school, maybe even middle school. I wasn't much of a reader back in the day. Let's face it, my life at that time was consumed by social activities, boys and causing trouble.

I couldn't believe there weren't any catalog drawers with all the little removable cards! Just kidding, I knew libraries were past that, but that is exactly what I remember about libraries as a kid. I can even remember when there were no computers.

Can you believe there were no computers? Wow, has technology come a long, long ways.

I nervously looked around and found my way to the adult fiction section. I browsed several authors/books I have been wanting to read, but no luck. I even browsed Nicholas Sparks and there was only one measly book by him. I began to get the feeling this library might be a little picked over for my taste in books.

I typically don't read anything without a recommendation. I am that bad of a reader and must have a book that will hold my interest. I used to hate reading, but am finding a calming element in it these days:). So please send me any recommendations you have!

After my unsuccessful browsing experience in the stacks, I hopped on a computer and did a little searching. I found all the books I wanted, I just have to wait for them to be transfered from other locations around the city to my library. How convenient is that! I thought it was awesome! I can't wait for my books to come in.

On another note, I finished the book I was reading, The Help by Kathryn Stockett. I highly recommend this book. It was very different than any other book I have ever read before, and I'm sad to see it end.

Set in the 1960s, during the civil rights movement in Jackson, Mississippi, African American women were trusted to raise white children, but not to polish the household silver. They weren't even allowed to use the same bathroom. One of the main characters, Skeeter, has just returned home from college with an English degree and is eager to become a serious writer. She then collects stories from the maids and discovers the varying relationships between white families and their help. It's full of unlikely and unacceptable bonds, complicated relationships, disappointments, and heart and history.

Mostly, I loved the characters in this book and how there wasn't only one narrator. Great read!