Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Two students approach the desk for help finding periodicals. I stuff a notepad into my book (actual bookmark at the spot I want to read to by the end of the night) and set it aside.

"Are you reading that?" asks one of the students, nodding at Feed My Dear Dogs.

Has she heard of it? But it hasn't been published in the U.S. yet!

"Yes." I tell her. Does she have any idea how few students who come to our desk express any interest in fiction at all?

"Wow," she says. "It's so big."

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