<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:02:42.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>booksdelicious</title><subtitle type='html'>Views from a librarian.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110795291553378978</id><published>2005-02-09T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T04:41:55.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Censorship blues</title><summary type='text'>So if we have no YA books about rape, gays, bulemia, anorexia, kissing, and anything else that  a thirteen year old might want to read - it won't happen then.....right?  Or let's put it another way...There is no sex in my community!  There ...I said it.  So we don't have to buy any books about it.  My librarian technican censors the books and gives them to my boss.  Oh not too much pressure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110795291553378978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110795291553378978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110795291553378978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110795291553378978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/censorship-blues.html' title='Censorship blues'/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110714488265956967</id><published>2005-01-30T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:14:42.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YA fiction </title><summary type='text'>YA fiction and children's books really don't mix well together.  It's taken me five months to look at the situation.  The previous librarian must have loved children's literature.  There was so much of it shelved within the YA fiction.  I also love children's literature.  The rich artistry and and wonderful messages make children's literature today a wealth of information and warm feelings.  But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110714488265956967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110714488265956967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110714488265956967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110714488265956967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/ya-fiction.html' title='YA fiction '/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110567344569031795</id><published>2005-01-13T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T19:33:44.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When work becomes work....</title><summary type='text'>For the first time in a long time it was work.  I can't move forward fast enough.  I move along and make changes and there is that person again...You can't do it!Don't do it!  I hate change!Why do they do that?   In a YA library you can't change enough.Change IS a YA library.  Consistency........ but frequent updates.  A YA is just that...changing.   Their world is spinning.  Those that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110567344569031795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110567344569031795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110567344569031795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110567344569031795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/when-work-becomes-work.html' title='When work becomes work....'/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110541725662235366</id><published>2005-01-10T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T20:20:56.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're a librarian when....</title><summary type='text'>You open up a brand new dictionary and smell the pages and touch them delicately.You find the answer to a patron's question - although the answer is disappointing to the patron - it feels great to have simply found it.You open up a new box of books and you touch them all.Oh it's the little things.  Today was particularly good because my technician was out.  I truly missed her because she does</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110541725662235366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110541725662235366' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110541725662235366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110541725662235366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-know-youre-librarian-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re a librarian when....'/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110516027589535258</id><published>2005-01-07T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T20:57:55.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Blogger</title><summary type='text'>I still can't figure out how to change the font.  I'm wondering if it's because I'm on a MAC.  Lynda.Com's copy looked different than my screen.  I knew she was on a PC.  Ummmm...I'll keep mucking around until I figure it out.I'm learning a lot, but those nagging questions bother me.  </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.lynda.com' title='Learning Blogger'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110516027589535258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110516027589535258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110516027589535258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110516027589535258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/learning-blogger_07.html' title='Learning Blogger'/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110447642625145523</id><published>2004-12-30T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T23:00:26.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time to touch a treeI'm at Sequoia National Park.  The weather here is really wonderful and awful at the same time.  As long as I don't have to drive I'm fine.  I think there is two feet of snow here and the snow is pelting down.  It is a wet and hard snow, so it's not pleasant as it comes down.  I hope things slow down and we can cross country ski and basically touch a tree.  The air smells so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110447642625145523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110447642625145523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110447642625145523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110447642625145523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/time-to-touch-tree-im-at-sequoia.html' title=''/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110436928189745363</id><published>2004-12-29T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T20:41:54.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing to Leave</title><summary type='text'>Packing to leaveWe packed and got ready to go skiing tomorrow.  We've been there before, but the kids are happy to go again.  We're cross country skiing again in the Sequoia's.  It's time to touch a tree again.  I need to smell some fresh air.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110436928189745363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110436928189745363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110436928189745363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110436928189745363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/packing-to-leave.html' title='Packing to Leave'/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110420963999547927</id><published>2004-12-27T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T20:53:59.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How do I add a picture to blogs? I've been playing with the Blog preferences for three days now and I am stuck.  I signed up for flicker.  I think I'm going to pay $25 to have Lynda.com teach me the ins and outs of Blogging.  I just muck around and I can't figure it out.  Enough is enough.  I've wasted too much time and I want to learn this stuff.We're going skiing on Thursday through Sunday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110420963999547927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110420963999547927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110420963999547927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110420963999547927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/how-do-i-add-picture-to-blogs-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110400196142987581</id><published>2004-12-25T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T11:19:38.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChristmasIt's a nice day - slow.  Made an apple pie for supper tonight.  Tomorrow I'm making a turkey dinner for everyone.  Should be a nice Sunday.  I've gone through our ski stuff and I think I'm all set for the trip.  The library looms.  I think I'll go in on Monday and clean my office.  I also want to buy a lamp so that I can quiet down the overhead lighting.  It's way too bright in there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110400196142987581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110400196142987581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110400196142987581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110400196142987581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-its-nice-day-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110385944829406204</id><published>2004-12-23T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T19:37:28.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WeedingI went into the library today and yesterday.  I finished a big project.  I weeded the biography section and then I moved a stack out.  There were way too many little stacks that just didn't fit.  I got rid of a lot of old biographies.  Then when I had to reorganize the fiction section due to the fact that I wanted to get rid of an old book stack - I ended up moving about thirty rows.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110385944829406204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110385944829406204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110385944829406204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110385944829406204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/weeding-i-went-into-library-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110348267014850898</id><published>2004-12-19T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T11:18:02.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday - Two for twoExercised again.  Yes - this is a good thing.  I give to everyone else all day long - I give to myself for one hour a day.  Sunday and I need to get my house in order so that I can begin to relax.  The end of the school term is filled with so much that my house takes a beating.  Lots of laundry, piles of stuff around, and way too much sweet stuff hanging around.  Someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110348267014850898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110348267014850898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110348267014850898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110348267014850898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/sunday-two-for-two-exercised-again.html' title=''/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110339736800373644</id><published>2004-12-18T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T10:50:41.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day one of vacationI exercised first thing.  It's the start to the two weeks.  My husband and I are going to walk the lake tomorrow.   I have lofty goals for this two weeks.  First off I have to read about twenty YA novels and prepare a few book talks.  That will get me ready for January.  Then I absolutely want to do a three hour tutorial from Lynda.Com on Bloggs.  I think once I take that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110339736800373644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110339736800373644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110339736800373644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110339736800373644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/day-one-of-vacation-i-exercised-first.html' title=''/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6249720.post-110325452413896113</id><published>2004-12-16T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T10:59:25.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>December 16th - one day before winter vacation.  The library has been quiet.  I've been ordering.  This is a nice change.  Time to think and order books and Reading Counts Quizzes.  All the orders have gone through.  This new ordering system has had everyone working on overdrive to figure it out.  Lots of questions have been flying around.  I think we have gone over the mountain and we're making</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110325452413896113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6249720&amp;postID=110325452413896113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110325452413896113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6249720/posts/default/110325452413896113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://booksdelicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/december-16th-one-day-before-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>linda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
