It’s not about maturity | Why librarians shouldn’t care

In secondary school I started the habit of devouring a minimum of 2 books a week, so that by age 19 I could claim shamelessly, and somewhat incorrectly, that I had read at the very least 500 books. I’ve recently spent some time thinking about the sources of said books, seeing as I could not (and still cannot, really) afford to so rapidly consume a new supply of them. 1. The library at my secondary school: a rag-tag collection of textbooks, sweet valley high novels and a list of books so random, they seemed to have been generated by some … Continue reading It’s not about maturity | Why librarians shouldn’t care