The things we’ll do to get our hands on a new book…
True story: I bribed a librarian (after a brief conversation about my general reading interests) to constantly stick new/interesting things in my hold queue. Best. Thing. Ever. It’s like Netflix for the library, now!
Somehow during most of the Aughts and Twenty-tweens, I had forgotten about the magic that is the library. I don’t know how this happened, but I am here to tell you the library has gotten even more magical. It is the magicest place in all the land. I’m not even exaggerating with made-up words. (via The Joy of Rediscovery: An Ode to the Library)
If you try to crash the librarian’s special reception/lounge, you will be met with stronger language than “quiet, please.” Unless you are a librarian, in which case it is all high-fives and ass-slaps. This doesn’t mean you shouldn’t talk to librarians; you should. You should definitely look for them at the bars and buy them tequila sunrises. You really haven’t gazed into the dark void of book nerddom until some glassy-eyed children’s librarian delivers an homily on her love of Ramona Quimby, Age 8.
— Advice from Bookriot’s A Loner’s Guide to BEA. He’s referring to Library Journal’s Librarians’ Lounge. (Seriously, if you are a librarian, come by! If you aren’t…well, I’ll see you on the floor.)