Thus, the standard line around our home became "here's career idea #426"--and out it would come. Wedding planner. Cruise director--Julie McCoy, at your service. Children's librarian. Given my previously-documented penchant for children's books, the last title put forward made me nearly giddy, as I envisioned my idyllic world of children sitting enraptured at my feet, while I read to them from Jerry Pinkney's most recent illustrated work--or they asked me the blessed question, "What should I read next?"
Fast forward. In a world of personalized everything--personal chefs, personal shoppers, personal assistants--I recently thought of how I could combine my wholehearted affection for great books, my desire to help others learn, and--truth be told--my inclination towards "suggesting" what folks might like to read. And, thus a new term was birthed, possibly. Literary Concierge. Or perhaps a Biblio-something. Personal Library Consultant. In any case, it's someone who helps you choose what books to read, helps you develop a reading list, purchases the books for you (using the client's funds, of course), and delights in the whole process. Like a kid at the candy counter. Or like Belle in the animated version of Beauty and the Beast. Ahh, that library. Or someone akin to Prudencia Prim in The Awakening of the named Miss. Just not as stuffy!
Recently, my sweet friend and fellow bibliophile--who just happens to be the fabulous Children's Librarian at a "cozy" local public library--flattered my little book-loving soul. Years ago, when we first moved to the "rhinestone on the buckle of the Bible Belt", I volunteered at this library. In the Children's area. But, this was before her time. He Who Is Now Taller Than His Dad (his new moniker having reached 6'1" and size 15 shoe--and is still growing, according to our pediatrician) remembers hanging out on a comfy red camp chair, reading books about ninjas and Green Berets, near the non-fiction section. Meanwhile, Mini-Hooper (who may also require a new alias by summer's end) would roam the area, looking for more Kipper the Dog books. I happily shelved books and modified themed literary displays. But, I digress. Which I am prone to do.
Anyhoo, we were recently chatting talking about her summer work projects and she said that there is one particular project to which she would trust only me as her eager assistant--a book inventory! I was a whee bit giddy! Seriously. Learning titles of fiction and non, counting, organizing. Yup, I am so in on that. So, if you happen to see me in mid-July, blissed out over multiple copies of Anne of Green Gables or because I found yet another Elisa Kleven gem that I never knew existed, you'll know why.
Literary Concierge. I like the sound of that. Immensely.