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Wayne of Gotham: a Batman novel by Tracy Hickman

Wayne of Gotham Cover

Although I’m an avid comic book fan who is usually willing to give even the worst movie adaptations a shot, I typically avoid superhero novels like the plague.  And really, I couldn’t even tell you why.  I have an old paperback around here somewhere that’s an anthology of short stories about The Joker, but I’ve never even read it.  The simple ownership of that book is the closest I’ve ever come to engaging my beloved comic characters in a picture-free format.  Wait, I take that back.  I also had a “choose your own adventure” style Batman book when I was a kid, and I most certainly did read that.  Probably cheating my way through like I always did.  But that, I assure you, is the last time I made the leap.  Until, that is, a few weeks ago, on a trip to my favorite local library.  There in the new releases section sat an attractive looking hardcover entitled Wayne of Gotham, a Batman novel written by Tracy Hickman.

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I’ll miss you, Ray Bradbury

Today the world lost a literary icon, as treasured fantasy author Ray Bradbury has passed away at the age of 91.  Born in 1920, Bradbury was an avid reader and writer his entire life, publishing his first short stories at the age of 18.  Often categorized as a science fiction author, Bradbury’s work does share some traits with the genre but he preferred the title of “fantasy author”, citing the fact that most of his stories were too fantastical to ever actually come true.  In addition to authoring hundreds of short stories and nearly fifty books, Bradbury also made an impact on several decades’ worth of television.  His stories were adapted for episodes of The Twilight Zone, Tales of Tomorrow, and Alfred Hitchcock Presents, as well as the syndicated series The Ray Bradbury Theater, which ran for seven years and was hosted by Bradbury himself.  He remained an active presence at science fiction conventions up until 2009, when health and age finally forced him into retirement.

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Review: This Book is Overdue! How Librarians and Cybrarians Can Save Us All by Marilyn Johnson

I’ve applied to grad school. I want to pursue a career in Library and Information Science. I haven’t been accepted yet but I exceed all of the minimum requirements and I should be getting my acceptance letter very soon. This interest in Library Science piqued on a whim. I’m currently an undergraduate studying Anthropology. I have one class left and I graduate in May. The Anthropology Department sent out an email about a Library Science internship program. I’ve seen opportunities pass me by over the years for a number of reasons: I worked two jobs, I worked a 9 to 5 as a receptionist and HAD to work those hours, I lived too far away, I wasn’t actually enrolled in classes, etc. But for some reason, this one really grabbed me.

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God Bless You, Kurt Vonnegut

Today would have been Kurt Vonnegut’s  89th birthday. This guy meant a hell of a lot to me. I took his death pretty hard and his work has an important place in my mind, heart and life.

I remember the day that Kurt Vonnegut died. I worked two jobs. I worked by day at a Barnes & Noble College Bookstore as a bookkeeper (not keeper of books but keeper of financial information) and I worked evenings as grill master at a local semi-fast food joint. After my shift at B&N, I headed out to my dad’s because he had just fixed my car. I had been driving his and he was ready to swap. I got my car back and headed home to grab my uniform. I stopped by Circle K to grab a pop and a bag of Doritos. As I pulled out of Circle K, a huge pick-up truck practically drove right through me. The whole front end of my car came off and landed 20 feet away. My car was bleeding anti-freeze all over the road. I ended up getting a ticket but that was the least of my worries. I had to call off work, have my car towed to my dad’s house and find a friend to pick me up. My friend came and got me. I got in the car and he said, “I have bad news”. Really? Could it get worse than I-just-got-my-car-back-an-hour-ago-and-already –wrecked-it? Could it? My friend hesitated and said, “Kurt Vonnegut died. Complications due to a fall down the stairs”. Holy fucking Christ almighty, balls, fuck me! No. No. No. The greatest writer of the 20thcentury died and my car got fucked every which way but good.

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