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  • AboutI am also known as CraftyMoni elsewhere on the web. I am a Children’s Librarian. I am a photographer. I am a knitter. I am a reader. I am a wannabe poet. I blog. Sometimes I complain. I like to swear. I have a really twisted sense of humor. I think I might be a Zen Buddhist (Still trying to decide). Not a fan of organized religion. I am very liberal and can be vocal about it at times. I’m a daydreamer. Sometimes sassy. I try to be compassionate. I think I’m pretty nice most of the time. You can delve into deeper waters by reading these posts. You can see my photography on my Flickr page. If you like any photos you see there or on this site and would like to buy a print let me know. I would be happy to sell one to you! I blather about library stuff on  Twitter. You will also find me on Google+ and Facebook. Enjoy your visit!  
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I am a Children’s Librarian living in the Portland, Oregon area. When I am not Children’s Librianing I like to play with cameras and film. I also like playing the ukulele, knitting, sketching, and hiking.
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  • The smell of this beach reminded me of my childhood.

    The smell of this beach reminded me of my childhood.

    August 7, 2006

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  • Sand Castle

    August 6, 2006

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  • still here

    August 1, 2006

    I’ve been kind of in a fog, blogwise, the past few days. Just haven’t had any motivation to post. Or maybe it’s time. I don’t know. It’s summer and I am enjoying the outdoors at the moment.

    JournalsI discovered the book, Kurt Cobain’s Journals today. A patron came in looking for it and we had two copies so I grabbed the other one. I have to admit, I am really, really enjoying it. The book has actual reproductions of some excerpts of his journals and it is very voyeuristic to read his scribblings. And there are some funny stories in between some of the drug-induced ramblings. And he was a cartoonist. who knew?

    Her Mother\'s Daughter: A Memoir of the Mother I Never Knew and of My Daughter, Courtney LoveReading this book follows a stream of “learning” that I am following lately. It’s not really the kind of learning that is going to make me smarter, really. Say like being interested in learning more about the French Revolution. I guess it’s more like curiousity. It started when I came across the book, “Her Mother’s Daughter” by Linda Caroll who happens to be Courtney Love’s mom AND the daugher of brilliant author Paula Fox. Linda Caroll only found out much later in life that Paula Fox was her mother (she was raised by adoptive parents). I remember listening to To the Best of Our Knowledge a few years ago and they had an interview with Fox and she said that she was the Grandmother of Courtney Love, but only found out in recent years. For some reason I was fascinated by this. I really have no idea why.

    So I saw this book by Linda Caroll and thought I’d read it. It was actually kind of a depressing book. Courtney Love appears to be a complete psychopath as a child. And Caroll goes through three husbands before settling on a fourth. The whole story of her life depressed me.

    I also read a little bit about the conspiracy theory that Kurt was murdered. Juicy. I loves me a conspiracy theory now and then.

    So there you go. A blog post. I guess I just needed to sit and a write.

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  • Charlotte Sometimes

    July 26, 2006

    Charlotte SometimesI finished reading Charlotte Sometimes (the 1969 edition) while on a short little overnight camping trip a couple of weeks ago.

    I found out about this book on the PUBYAC listserv. It was actually a Stumper, the librarian who asked the question giving details about a later edition of the book and not recognizing it as the classic 1969 version.

    The story is about a girl, Charlotte, who lives in a boarding school. One night she changes places with another girl, Claire, who lives in the very same boarding school but forty years earlier. Apparently this changing-of-places has to do with the bed that they both sleep in. And they change places for only a few days at a time, at first. In the original version the two girls communicate with each other via a diary that Claire writes in during Charlotte’s time. The plot thickens when Charlotte (during Claire’s time) is moved to a different place to live, thus, removing the means to get back to her own time period. She is afraid that she will be stuck in the past so the rest of the story is spent trying to find ways back to the boarding school and the “magic bed.”

    According to the listserv, the later edition has some details in it that are different. I am planning on reading tht one, too.

    I really enjoyed this story. It’s too bad that it is out of print. Our library doesn’t even own it anymore. I have a feeling, though, that the publisher will release it again. It really is a classic.

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  • I *heart* the ocean.

    I *heart* the ocean.

    July 25, 2006

    There’s nothing like a little trip to the Oregon Coast. We visited Cape Lookout. And I swear to God. It’s the most beautiful place I’ve ever been. The Oregon Coast is like the California Coast on steroids.

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