Have you heard of that book, Room by Emma Donaghue?
It’s supposed to be a really creative and amazing piece of work, totally different than most novels. I love to read and I’m a big fan of the public library — we go at least once a week. (I have always assumed that only rich people buy books, since you read them like one time, it’s sort of like buying a dress and wearing it only once.) I placed a hold for Room. In October 2010. Imagine my happiness when I finally got to the top of the list after five months, and went there today to pick it up.
We’ve all been sick for about a week, so this was my first time leaving the house in seven days. The kids have done a few errands with My Chemical Romance, but we were all stir-crazy and sick of each other. So we ventured to the library, where I picked up Room and read some of it while nursing Tax Deduction, and the kids played on the computers and colored and picked out books. It was a brief glimpse of heaven, just getting out of the house, and the first 5 pages of Room were really good.
By the time we got home, we’d exceeded the maximum allotment of happiness for a family that is still getting over the flu — and also everyone was hungry. I brought in all the books, but I didn’t see Room.
I called the library to ask if I had left it there. It wasn’t there — and it wasn’t listed in my account under my “checked out” items. Which means that after five MONTHS of waiting for the book, I had left it somewhere in the library, and it was checked back in and I have to now place another hold for it.
I am number 355.