Welcome to iron inklings. I am a librarian by trade and I have worked in several different types of libraries. I was a public librarian for many years and most recently a school librarian. I am currently taking a leave of absence to homeschool my son. We are hoping this is a temporary situation, but you never know how these things are going to go. I’m keeping this blog so that I don’t lose touch with the book world that has been so much a part of my life.

I am a recovered book snob and I read across a number of genres. My favorites are literary fiction, historical fiction, fantasy, graphic novels and poetry. I love to add a little non-fiction in there, but I am dreadfully slow at reading it. My son and I are both audiobook addicts. I listen to audiobooks or bookriot podcasts whenever I have any chores to do.  I love children’s and YA books. As a school librarian I hardly ever had a chance to read adult books and I still read a fair share of middle grade and YA titles. I also adore picture book non-fiction.

I have been trained in reader’s advisory and I love to recommend books if I can come up with a good one. I enjoy being the auntie who picks out great books for birthdays and holidays. I also got a chance to figure out who I am as a reader. I have discovered that I am not at all interested in reading about someone who is like me. I read to learn and to experience new worlds.

Besides reading, gardening is my second hobby. After my first taxonomy project in high school, I fell in love with anything that grows. Though my gardens will never grace the cover of a magazine, they are wonders and grand experiments to me. I love obsessing over seed catalogs.  Given time and money. I would love to travel more. Instead I read books about other countries. Sometimes they make me want to visit  a place, sometimes they make me want to change the world.

Thanks for stopping by. I’d love to hear from you. You can leave me a comment or email me at ironinklings at yahoo dot com

The title of my blog comes from a poem by Eavan Boland called “Outside History.” It begins:

There are outsiders always. These stars – these iron inklings of an Irish January, whose light happened thousands of years before our pain did: They are, they have always been outside history.


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    Jacqueline Kelly said:
    August 20, 2009 at 4:42 pm

    Thanks for your review of my book, The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate. And thanks for that gorgeous piece of poetry by Boland, I’ve never run into it before and it’s truly breath-taking. Let me know if I can send you some signed bookmarks, at jackie.callie@sbcglobal.net.
    Thanks again,

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