It’s National Library Week.
Even though I went to the library twice this week, and saw a sign hanging in the window telling me it was National Library Week, I dismissed the dates as to sometime in the future. Whoops. I didn’t pay close attention. When my blogger friend posted a piece this week on National Library Week, it finally registered.
I want to celebrate libraries. I love libraries, for all the same reasons my friend cites in her blog: In celebration of public libraries. She’s a great writer. Read it if you can by clicking on the title. I also posted a blog about libraries in 2023. Here’s a link to my previous post – Libraries.
In addition to all the reasons for loving a library, I want to add that I like to go to the library to write. Sometimes I find it inspirational to sit down in the second-floor atrium and work on my writing assignments, which is what I did a couple weeks ago.
I sat down in a comfortable chair and started paying attention to all that was going on around me. So, before starting my assignment, I decided to write down what I was observing and hearing. It was fun for me, but after an hour and a half (!) I decided it was time to settle down and focus on my assignment. One writing prompt was to tell about a time you were abandoned. Throughout our travels we have been stranded a few times, but instead of those examples I decided to polish this piece I had been writing and end it with a twist by saying…of all places I’d like to be abandoned, one would be a library.
I’m grateful for our library. I wouldn’t mind be stranded in a library.