Jay Goes Walkabout
So I’m in my library, minding my own business, and who should walk through the door but none other than newly minted fresh-as-a-daisy YA author Jay Asher! Such a nice fellow. I don’t usually note the nice guests to my library on my blog, but Jay has presented a fabulous encapsulation of the 4 Days & 4 Nights spent traipsing about the Big Apple.
There a nice little picture of Jay and myself in there. What he fails to mention is that I was unable to give him a proper tour while he was there. A class of sixty-some sixth graders literally entered the room ten seconds after I shook his hand and I had to conduct a Welcome to the Library presentation for them. Sweet feller that he is, he gave me a lovely Disco Mermaids mug all the same.
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FYI, chickens.
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About Betsy Bird
Betsy Bird is currently the Collection Development Manager of the Evanston Public Library system and a former Materials Specialist for New York Public Library. She has served on Newbery, written for Horn Book, and has done other lovely little things that she'd love to tell you about but that she's sure you'd find more interesting to hear of in person. Her opinions are her own and do not reflect those of EPL, SLJ, or any of the other acronyms you might be able to name. Follow her on Twitter: @fuseeight.
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Hey…no fair! Jay didn’t order a mug for me or Eve! I guess we know where his priorities stand.
Because the Mermaids all share one mind, I feel like we got to meet you, too!
Cute photo with Jay. Except it looks like you’re getting ready to give him a purple nurple.
I think it’s safe to say that I’ve never been accused of purple nurpling. That isn’t to say it hasn’t happened of course. Just that they couldn’t pin it on me.