Patience and Fortitude: Update and Shifting Blogging Priorities

Posted on July 29, 2011 | 3 Comments

I’ve been busy- so busy that I will be starting a new job again this summer.  My new employer has active blogs and social media and I hope to shift my professional library and public service blogging to their substantial and well-respected sites.  My personal essays on other cultural subjects will find a home at museumclubnyc.com as soon as I have time.  Thank you all for following my adventures here at Fly Into The Mystery- it has been a wonderful creative outlet for experimenting with literary and professional voices and staying connected to far flung friends.  Please stay in touch, faithful readers, I am thinking of you.

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All You Need is Love (and a job and a place to live)

Posted on May 23, 2011 | 3 Comments

oh, my practical middle-class heart… These are favors  from my cousin Molly’s fabulous Chicago wedding. Due partly to my own damn fault and partly to outside factors I managed to squeeze a whole year’s worth of events into the past month. On Easter weekend we said goodbye to a great man, my step grandfather Johs Clausen. Then I returned to Beverly to say a less permanent goodbye to all my North Shore friends and colleagues in a whirlwind of weepy story times, tasty dinners, and a lovely party hosted by my dear friend Pat Danielson overlooking Beverly Harbor. Then to Chicago to toast Molly and Jeff and sample local cheese and beer at the Haymarket Brewery. We squeezed in an architectural boat tour on the Chicago river. Then back to Beverly to pack the truck. Caper and I moved on Nick’s birthday into Nick’s home.  Surprise!  Then I headed right back to Massachusetts for my college reunion with awesome Park House friends. Then back to NYC,  to a conference for Museum Educators. And then I got the “you are finally on vacation” flu.  And now I’m finally settled enough to jot this down for my few faithful readers. More about the job once I’ve started and much more about Astoria, my new neighborhood, but I am pleased to have carried off a number of challenging life changes in a short period of time and I’m sorry I’ve been off the grid here for a while, hope to catch up with you all soon.

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Roses Blooming in Astoria

Posted on May 23, 2011 | 1 Comment

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At Home in Queens

Posted on May 17, 2011 | 2 Comments

My favorite things so far are grocery shopping (bitter melon! fresh smoked mozzarella!), a presentation on art classes at the Met for people with dementia and their caregivers, and having a lovely home with my honey. Yes, you can do that all in the same day in NYC. Now time to rest!

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Cats

Posted on April 28, 2011 | Leave a comment

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Card Towers

Posted on April 28, 2011 | Leave a comment

Doing a farewell round of programs- all those fun things I want to try but haven’t gotten around to yet. Some will have to wait for my new digs, but who knows how many libraries still have stockpiles of Date Due Cards? Better enjoy them while I can.

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How to appreciate perfume and be confident in your opinion

Posted on April 11, 2011 | 2 Comments

While Nick and Kelly were with the rest of the world’s hip librarians buying quite a lot of independent comics at Museum of Comic and Cartoon Art Festival I was down on Prince Street with the fashionistas at Trade School, learning about perfume. It was a gorgeous warm sunny flowery April Saturday and I felt so lucky to be in New York and able to full advantage. Cost of the class? One subway ride, and one recipe of pumpkin spice cupcakes with chocolate frosting that I tried to give anonymously to my coworkers last week. The eponymous barter requested was “an act of kindness.” And in return I now appreciate perfume and am far more confident in my opinions. Thank you to volunteer instructors Liz and Anaheed, who shared their 50+ bottles of scents for our experiments- I hope you are working on a book for those not lucky enough to attend.

Important highlights from the class:

  • Do not buy any perfume based on how it smells in the bottle, on paper or after the first few minutes on your skin.  It really is true that scents interact differently with different body chemistry (we smelled the same scent on different people to test this).  Also, it changes over time from the top to the middle to the base note.  I was sniffing myself all day.
  • Don’t feel pressured by salespeople and don’t listen to their opinions about what might be right for you.  Or your ideas about what kind of person you are so the scents you should like.  One of the most interesting and compelling perfumes turned out to have a top note of gasoline, so leave those preconceptions at the door and go for what you like based on smelling it.
  • Sadly, since this was a blindish smell test, I did not find out until just now that my favorite perfume from the day costs $250.   I guess my sister is right and I am like “Sarah Parker from that sex show” after I’m in New York for a few hours.

 

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Blood, Bones, and Butter by Gabrielle Hamilton: Book Review

Posted on April 2, 2011 | 1 Comment

Hamilton tells her difficult coming of age story without flinching. Her unusual childhood in agrarian New Jersey with an artist father and French ballerina mother was disrupted by divorce as she hit puberty. Walking along the railroad tracks at the age of 13, looking for a job, she goes into the first restaurant she finds- and the die is cast. “Be careful what you get good at, because you will be doing it the rest of your life.” a kitchen coworker warns her.

Hamilton structures her story well, moving forward and backward in time to illuminate the mistakes/choices she made and why she made them. After ten years in catering kitchens in New York, she cannot put to rest the idea that she should be doing something more “worthy” and heads off to Ann Arbor for an MFA in writing. (This is not a memoir that pretends to be written by a non-writer.) The alienating academic language and culture drive her back to the kitchen and a woman she meets working there gives her a first glimpse of the possibilities of her own restaurant. A restaurant that gives patrons a taste of childhood comfort and being cared for by the mother that she has not seen for twenty years. On her return to New York she makes such a restaurant.

As I wrote about on the desk set, my attraction to books and libraries was given to me by my parents, and in many ways at work I try to give that comfort and feeling of being recognized to my young patrons and their parents. I have frequently felt that I should be doing more or other than that.  Blood, Bones, and Butter is a rare memoir of vivid convincing detail and compelling story that resonated with my experience of working life.

Prune, Hamilton’s restaurant, is what they call a labor of love which means she works ridiculous hours. By the end of the book she also has two tiny sons to care for as well as an unfathomable husband. She is searching for balance but unwilling to compromise on career or family or writing a beautiful honest book at the same time. For this reader, attempting to balance all these often unspoken and complex internal drives- for family, success, and art- Hamilton’s tale is as bitterly refreshing as a perfect negroni.

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Trade School NYC

Posted on March 29, 2011 | Leave a comment

I signed up for a bartered class on understanding perfume and having confidence in your opinions at a temporary classroom space in Manhattan. The group that runs Trade School has been presenting events and classes at a variety of city museums and cultural organizations.  Among other things, the group is trying to create “economic practices that reinforce values of mutualism, cooperation, social justice, democracy, and ecological sustainability.”  Unlike the library model, (free and open to anyone) participants must bring something to barter in payment for the class, and different things are requested by each instructor.  I’ll let you know how it goes.

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Started Early, Took My Dog by Kate Atkinson: Book Review

Posted on March 29, 2011 | 3 Comments

The lost serendipity of browsing is sometimes bemoaned by book lovers. We are wary of the transition to digital collections and catalogs that leave nothing to chance. Happily, browsing (stumbling?) seems to have neatly followed us into the surprisingly haphazard digital world. I found Kate Atkinson’s first book, Behind the Scenes at the Museum through a simple subject heading search (York, England–Fiction) the summer before I went to study at the University of York. Atkinson’s award winning debut was a darkly funny gothic tale set in the medieval city. The deeply dysfunctional family suffering, acting out, and keeping awful secrets through the trying events of the 20th century fit my mood perfectly.

The last four books she’s written are Northern noir: nightmarish tales of children in peril and mysterious strong but flawed women. They are puzzled over by the violent, inept, but morally sound and dogged unaffiliated investigator Jackson Brodie. The latest volume sticks to Leeds and darkest Yorkshire, (where my own gloomy relatives originated) and has the satisfactions of a solid police procedural in a vivid and disturbing setting. And I found it by chance, googling the line from Emily Dickinson that Atkinson took as her title.

Atkinson is speaking tomorrow night at Porter Square Books in Cambridge

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