1. I’ve moved!

    Tumblr’s way of handling sub-blogs was not working for me so I’ve remade this tumblr at typefaceandintent! Please follow me over there instead now! Thanks :)

     
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  3. Displays I’ve made at work this week:

    • Carnegie Medal 2013 Nominees/Past Winners and Nominees
    • If You Love Jacqueline Wilson, You Might Like…
    • Money Week 2013 (with a poster made by our library helpers!)
     

  4. "All the books we own, both read and unread, are the fullest expression of self we have at our disposal. … with each passing year, and with each whimsical purchase, our libraries become more and more able to articulate who we are, whether we read the books or not."
    — Nick Hornby, The Polysyllabic Spree. (via bottleonthebookcase)
     
  5. theparisreview:

    Protesters have erected a makeshift library in Istanbul. “The books, arranged on shelves laid on breeze blocks below a tarpaulin, range from left-wing philosophy to author Dan Brown. With contributions from individuals and bookstores, the number of books has swelled to more than 5,000.”

    For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

    (via missyourflight)

     
  6. supaslim:

    sketch commission for booasaur of the two main characters of the book Code Name Verity, which she assures me is an excellent book that everyone should read about these two wonderful ladies in WWII. :)

    If there are any small things you see that need changing, booasaur, please don’t hesitate to let me know!

    commissions are still wide open!

     

  7. "Reducing an entire genre to one person’s books as a source of comparison is limiting and reductive of the nuances, the depth, and the range of voices that exist within it. Believe it or not, John Green is not the be all, end all of contemporary realistic YA fiction. Many amazing authors came before him and wrote with goals to portray real characters in real world situations — Laurie Halse Anderson, Judy Blume, SE Hinton, Robert Lipsythe, Paul Zindel, Robert Cormier — and many amazing authors came after him and will continue to come after him. Yes, he has spent a long time on the NYT List. Yes, he’s achieved a lot for having such a young career. Yes, he’s easily recognized as one of the great YA authors. Yes, he’s done a lot for the YA community.

    But, he’s one person who has written just a few books. He is not the definition of a genre, nor is he the definition of YA."
    — Kelly Jensen, “The Reductive Approach to YA” in response to adult non-fiction writer A.J. Jacobs reviewing Andrew Smith’s young adult novel Winger by coining the term “GreenLit.” (Good one, New York Times.)

    Here’s the thing: the discussion that should be happening in regards to this idea of “GreenLit” and the ways in which it’s unhelpful to talking about young adult literature isn’t about whether or not you like John Green and/or his books and/or Nerdfighteria.

    It’s about whether or not you value the variety and complexity and depth and diversity and breadth of talent that’s present in young adult literature as a genre, and contemporary young adult literature as a sub-genre. It’s about respecting the accomplishments of authors individually, and not just because they can be lumped into some vague, specious new sub-genre. And it’s about appreciating that even if you (or your kids or your students or your patrons) read and re-read John Green’s books however many times a year, when the time comes to want something new and different and also very good, those books will be there, also important and also cherished, and you will have the right to read them without someone saying that, “Oh, I can’t believe you went from John Green to THAT.”

    Also, as Kelly rightly notes, J.D. Salinger did not write YA lit. Get off my lawn, NY Times. (via annaverity)

    (via annaverity)

     
  8. (Source: apastalypse, via tastykake)

     
  9. theartofgooglebooks:

    Throughout An Almanack for the Year of our Lord 1657 by S. B. (1657). Original from Indiana University. Digitized August 9, 2011.

     

  10. "You open a novel, Sartre tells us, and you start to read about a man. He is the hero. He is walking down the road. It is evening. He is free. His whole life is before him, as it is before the reader. And yet the reader knows that before the book is over the hero will have lived through certain adventures, made certain decisions, acted in certain ways. His life will now have acquired a meaning. And that, Sartre suggests, is why we read novels: because we are hungry for meanings, for lives with meanings, with patterns to them. And, for a while, we enter imaginatively into a meaningful life. And when that novel is over, we pick up another…"
    — Gabriel Josipovici, The Lessons of Modernism. (via bottleonthebookcase)