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A Faire beyond 'fair'

Our first Inventor's Faire was Saturday here at the library, and it was a huge success.
I don't have a count, but I believe we probably had more than 200 participants.
They were doing everything from learning about drones to printing off chocolate onto crackers on a Lego 3D printer to racing little cars, to blowing up huge bubbles ...
The weather was perfect for every outdoor activity -- and all activities were out of doors.
Today, we're taking a breather, but before long we'll be planning next year's Inventor's Faire.
Kudos for this year's success go to Kristina Minor, our YA librarian.

A treasure trove

Every once in awhile an old Bob Dylan tune will pop into my head. Sometimes it remains there for hours; sometimes it just evaporates, leaving as mysteriously as it arrived.
I might always hear the tune, but I rarely hear the tune and the words. I don't know why and I don't know whether I'm unusual in that regard.
For most songs, in fact, I find the words are illusive unless I've sung the song many times.
So, when I think of a Dylan tune, I do think of the tune, and I'm not even sure today that back when I was hearing Dylan tunes on car dashboard-based AM radio in the '60s I was actually hearing the words because he was a little mush-mouthed and AM radio was, well, AM radio.
Obviously, the jurors for this year's Nobel Prize in Literature did not have the same experience when considering the award for Bob Dylan. He got the prize, and not for his tunes but for his poetry.
If you're curious about what the Nobel jurors heard that you may not have heard, check out one of our newest additions to the library collection: "Bob Dylan: The Lyrics 1961-2012."
There's no music in this large volume, published by Simon & Schuster, just words alone.
And they do speak for themselves when stripped of the music.
Thanks, S&S, for filling in the blanks in my memory.

Dylan wins the Nobel?

Few who care about literature ever agree on the Nobel committee's selections for their big prize.
Would I vote for James Joyce to receive a Nobel Prize?
No. I have found Joyce to be inpenetrable. "Ulysses" was, to me, unreadable.
Some folks in Sweden not only learned to read English but also the gibberish variation used by Joyce in this particular novel.
So, if Joyce is OK by the Nobel committee, why not Bob Dylan?
But, this is hardly a fair way to discuss the Dylan prize. To my taste, Dylan is a far more deserving winner than Joyce.
His poetry is, for the most part, accessible and meaningful. In some cases, it is life-altering or at least outlook-altering.
The world is a better place for Dylan's having been a songwriter and poet.
Can we say the same about James Joyce?

It must be quite a read

I'm pretty much a sucker for fiction set in or around the Texas Panhandle. Heck, I'll even read nonfiction about that area, which is where I was born and grew up and spent the first 33 years of my life.
So, now I simply must read "News of the World" by Paulette Jiles.
The review of the book, appearing in yesterday's book section of The New York Times, says it's terrific.
It does sound intriguing if something of a knockoff of, oh, "Lonesome Dove" and the story of Cynthia Ann Parker.
"News" features an old man and a white girl stolen by the Kiowas and later liberated. Apparently, they start their adventure in 1870 in Wichita Falls, which would have been one desolate and awful place in those days, and then make their way elsewhere in a kind of story of a journey.
Suzanne Berne, the reviewer, calls the book "exhilarating." And that's among other very nice things she has to say about it.
I must say I'm a little surprised because the book itself is only 213 pages.
A fast read, apparently, but one to be savored so much that Berne suggests reading it through twice.
I will give it a go, at least once.

Our calling

Every day I feel good about being a librarian.
And especially today. I just read an online magazine called "Brain Pickings," the subject of which is libraries and librarians. It is very complimentary.
In particular, the author relates the story of Storm Reyes, who grew up on an Indian reservation and never had a book until she was invited into a bookmobile when she was a child.
Her story is included in "Callings," a book by Dave Isay developed out of interviews conducted by Story Corps.
Reyes writes, in part, about the first time she checked out books:
"I came back in two weeks, and he gave me more books, and that started it. By the time I was fifteen, I knew there was a world outside the camps, and I believed I could find a place in it. I had read about people like me and not like me. I had seen how huge the world was, and it gave me the courage to leave. And I did. It taught me that hope was not just a word."
It all makes me feel very good about what I do.
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