<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30168122</id><updated>2009-02-21T02:05:33.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBrr</title><subtitle type='html'>LIBrr is a third space for Marsha Schnirring, an Instructional Services Librarian at Occidental College.
Third space is that place where the public and the private intersect and overlap, where ideas are discovered, discussed and generated, and where the spatial and temporal are transcended -- a liberating space.
Libraries and literature create just such spaces.
LIBrr is a reflection of and on these notions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MKS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01692485452094288162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30168122.post-1132090807150514045</id><published>2007-10-04T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:07:12.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Madeline L'Engle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A friend's teenage son introduced me to &lt;em&gt;A Wrinkle in Time&lt;/em&gt; in 1976. Since then, I have shared it, along with the other books in the Time Quartet, with my daughter and countless friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During times when I have felt world-weary, I have turned back to Meg, Charles Wallace and Calvin and come away renewed and uplifted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here, perhaps, is my favorite passage (from &lt;em&gt;A Wind in the Door)&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"If you've been assigned to me, I suppose you must be some kind of a Namer, too, even if a primitive one."&lt;br /&gt;"A what?"&lt;br /&gt;"A Namer. For instance, the last time I was with a Teacher--or at school, as you call it--my assignment was to memorize the names of the stars."&lt;br /&gt;"Which stars?"&lt;br /&gt;"All of them."&lt;br /&gt;"You mean all the stars, in all the galaxies?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. If he calls for one of them, someone has to know which one he means. Anyhow, they like it; there aren't many who know them all by name, and if your name isn't known, then it's a very lonely feeling."&lt;br /&gt;"Am I supposed to learn the name of all the stars, too?" It was an appalling thought.&lt;br /&gt;"Good galaxy, no!"&lt;br /&gt;"Then what am I supposed to do?"&lt;br /&gt;Proginoskes waved several wings, which, Meg was learning, was more or less his way of expressing "I haven't the faintest idea."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then, if I'm a Namer, what does that mean? What does a Namer do?"&lt;br /&gt;The wings drew together, the eyes closed, singly, and in groups, until all were shut. Small puffs of mist-like smoke rose, swirled about him. "When I was memorizing the names of the stars, part of the purpose was to help them each to be more particularly the particular star each one was supposed to be. That's basically a Namer's job. Maybe you're supposed to make earthlings feel more human."&lt;br /&gt;"What's that supposed to mean?" She sat down on the rock beside him; she was somehow no longer afraid of his wildness, his size , his spurts of fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30168122-1132090807150514045?l=librr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/feeds/1132090807150514045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30168122&amp;postID=1132090807150514045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/1132090807150514045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/1132090807150514045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/2007/10/tribute-to-madeline-lengle.html' title='Tribute to Madeline L&apos;Engle'/><author><name>MKS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01692485452094288162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09615108198093628381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30168122.post-2251707451762506080</id><published>2007-07-05T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:48:46.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underway and Pending</title><content type='html'>Aha! I'm on a roll. Two posts in one day!&lt;br /&gt;As a true bibliophile, I never read just one book at a time. Usually I move between 4 or 5. Again pointing to the lushness of life, there are 9 I'm juggling at present:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Brothers Karamazov&lt;/em&gt;, Fyodor Dostoevsky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Future of Man&lt;/em&gt;, Pierre Teilhard De Chardin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God and Elizabeth Bishop: Meditations on Religion and Poetry&lt;/em&gt;, Cheryl Walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiku: This Other World&lt;/em&gt;, Richard Wright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;History in English Words&lt;/em&gt;, Owen Barfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She Who Changes: Re-Imaging the Divine in the World&lt;/em&gt;, Carol P. Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Structures of Everyday Life: Civilization and Capitalism 15th-18th Century (Vol. 1)&lt;/em&gt;, Fernand Braudel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What I Learned from God While Quilting&lt;/em&gt;, Ruth McHaney Danner &amp; Cristine Bolley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Writing the Trail: Five Women's Frontier Narratives&lt;/em&gt;, Deborah Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with another 9 awaiting me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choosing Civility: The Twenty-Five Rules of Considerate Conduct&lt;/em&gt;, P. M. Forni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Craft of Research&lt;/em&gt;, Wayne C. Booth, Gregory G. Colomb, Joseph M. Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Identity Crisis: How Identification is Overused and Misunderstood&lt;/em&gt;, Jim Harper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Libertarianism: A Primer&lt;/em&gt;, David Boaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On The Wealth of Nations&lt;/em&gt;, P. J. O'Rourke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Qur'an&lt;/em&gt;, translated by Abdullah Yusuf Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Road Story and the Rebel: Moving Through Film, Fiction, and Television&lt;/em&gt;, Katie Mills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saving Graces: Finding Solace and Strength from Friends and Strangers&lt;/em&gt;, Elizabeth Edwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wild Ducks Flying Backward: The Short Writings of Tom Robbins&lt;/em&gt;, Tom Robbins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30168122-2251707451762506080?l=librr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/feeds/2251707451762506080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30168122&amp;postID=2251707451762506080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/2251707451762506080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/2251707451762506080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/2007/07/underway-and-pending.html' title='Underway and Pending'/><author><name>MKS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01692485452094288162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09615108198093628381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30168122.post-896695692853218464</id><published>2007-07-05T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:52:17.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In an inconstant state of reading</title><content type='html'>The fact that it's been nearly a year since my last post says much! Life has been SO full. Still ...&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of some of the the titles I've read or listened to in the last year. Of course they're in alphabetical order--I am a librarian, after all.&lt;br /&gt;As I'm not averse to a rollicking good discussion, feel free to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life&lt;/em&gt;, Anne Lamott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celebrations: Rituals of Peace and Prayer&lt;/em&gt;, Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daniel Deronda&lt;/em&gt;, George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darwin's Children&lt;/em&gt;, Greg Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darwin's Radio&lt;/em&gt;, Greg Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dubliners&lt;/em&gt;, James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything Is Illuminated&lt;/em&gt;, Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel&lt;/em&gt;, Jonathan Safran Foer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jazz&lt;/em&gt;, Toni Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Literary Theory: A Very Short Introduction&lt;/em&gt;, Jonathan Culler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Margarets: A Novel&lt;/em&gt;, Sheri S. Tepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mitford Years&lt;/em&gt; (working my way through the series), Jan Karon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slaughterhouse-Five or The Children's Crusade&lt;/em&gt;, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Time Traveller's Wife&lt;/em&gt;, Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until I Find You&lt;/em&gt;, John Irving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Widow for a Year&lt;/em&gt;, John Irving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Wild Patience Has Taken Me This Far: Poems, 1978-1981&lt;/em&gt;, Adrienne Rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh ... almost forgot two other fabulous listens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baudolino&lt;/em&gt;, Umberto Eco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mysterious Flame of Queen Loana&lt;/em&gt;, Umberto Eco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30168122-896695692853218464?l=librr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/feeds/896695692853218464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30168122&amp;postID=896695692853218464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/896695692853218464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/896695692853218464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-inconstant-state-of-reading.html' title='In an inconstant state of reading'/><author><name>MKS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01692485452094288162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09615108198093628381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30168122.post-115336833299003080</id><published>2006-07-19T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T15:55:01.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday of the World and Other Stories</title><content type='html'>First, with respect to other stories - the Pew Internet &amp;amp; American Life Project has released a report entitled Bloggers: A portrait of the internet's new storytellers. See &lt;a href="http://www.pewinternet.org/PPF/r/186/report_display.asp"&gt;http://www.pewinternet.org/PPF/r/186/report_display.asp&lt;/a&gt; for the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the title of this post refers to the Ursula K. LeGuin book, from which I culled this delightful quote:&lt;br /&gt;"On the ship, later, I learned that people who live in artificially complicated situations call such a life 'simple.' I never knew anybody, anywhere I have been, who found life simple. I think a life or a time looks simple when you leave out the details, the way a planet looks smooth, from orbit." (Solitude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that weren't enough to captivate me, I tripped across Margaret Atwood's (another perennial favorite) review of LeGuin's book at &lt;a href="http://www.nybooks.com/articles/15677"&gt;http://www.nybooks.com/articles/15677&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah what a wonderful dirtball this is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30168122-115336833299003080?l=librr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/feeds/115336833299003080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30168122&amp;postID=115336833299003080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/115336833299003080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/115336833299003080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/2006/07/birthday-of-world-and-other-stories.html' title='The Birthday of the World and Other Stories'/><author><name>MKS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01692485452094288162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09615108198093628381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30168122.post-115190193171989781</id><published>2006-07-02T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:45:31.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends, Lovers, Chocolate</title><content type='html'>Recorded books are my solution to freeway stress. Not only can the reader's voice be delightfully soothing, but my desire to know what happens next changes how I view any traffic delay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently finished listening to &lt;em&gt;Friends, Lovers, Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;. Book two in Alexander McCall Smith's Sunday Philosophy Club series features Isabel Dalhousie, editor of the &lt;em&gt;Review of Applied Ethics&lt;/em&gt;. It is from Isabel that I learned of William James' notion of the one white crow--only one white crow is needed to challenge the generally accepted idea that all crows are black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the philosophical implications ... I'm busy looking for a whole murder of white crows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30168122-115190193171989781?l=librr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/feeds/115190193171989781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30168122&amp;postID=115190193171989781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/115190193171989781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/115190193171989781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/2006/07/friends-lovers-chocolate.html' title='Friends, Lovers, Chocolate'/><author><name>MKS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01692485452094288162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09615108198093628381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30168122.post-115109561451208369</id><published>2006-06-23T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T13:46:54.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Begin at the Beginning</title><content type='html'>As a librarian quite comfortable with technology, I'm a surprisingly late-blogger, but then I've been consumed with becoming a librarian. Now that the parchment is dry and Clapp Library familiar, I'm ready to venture further afield. So here I begin ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Begin at the Beginning &lt;/em&gt;is also the title of a charming picture book by Amy Schwartz.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30168122-115109561451208369?l=librr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/feeds/115109561451208369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30168122&amp;postID=115109561451208369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/115109561451208369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30168122/posts/default/115109561451208369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://librr.blogspot.com/2006/06/begin-at-beginning.html' title='Begin at the Beginning'/><author><name>MKS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01692485452094288162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09615108198093628381'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>