After an early breakfast with a rising young librarian, I spent yesterday morning helping to hold down an information booth on the exhibits floor here at ALA. Getting behind that high desk and greeting the folks with questions was an immediate–nay, almost atavistic–return to reference librarianhood of the 1980’s: you wait, they approach.
And the info seekers’ behaviors mimicked the patron spectrum: the chatty with no real info need, the whiners who simply wanted a face at which to vent, the ruly and thoroughly and profoundly lost whom an info point person could only begin to guide.
The position at the booth also placed me in range of lots of passersby with whom I have worked in California, some who went into close-to-shock to read my current name/place badge. All in all, the hours passed rapidly, like performing an old exercise that stretches without taxing a forgotten muscle.
During the remainder of the morning and middle day, I fit in a brief but energetic discussion with Marc Aronson, on the topic of nonfiction and point of view; lunched and laughed with the inimitable and ironic Sharon Grover; and finally got to tour some book booths on behalf of my SLJ work. The it was time to put on my Halloween-ish costume of cocktail dress and honest-to-god necklace (first time I’ve worn that kind of jewelry since Hector was a pup) and go to the VOYA reception where my “look”, as well as my badge-blaring geographic move alternately shocked and amused some of my fellow party-goers. [Note to Carole: I will go backwards and post a picture of this here when I get back home].
The evening brought fine speeches at the Caldecott-Newbery Banquet, but, better, fun and conversation at our table. Both Brian Selznick and Laura Amy Schlitz are witty and highly polished speakers who spent less than one per cent of their presentations on personal emotion, while gathering us all in to share the emotions of joy and humor.