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Kim Broadfoot's avatar

I need to get back to the library. I too spent my childhood borrowing books from the Toowoomba library (I remember going there in my pyjamas and red dressing gown when it was open in the early evening!) and I am sure I read every book in the children’s book section and what passed for ‘’Young Adult’ in that era. When my own kids were little, although they were lucky enough to own stacks of books, we also loved library visits and the chance to find new favourites. Long may this wonderful resource continue to be an important part of communities.

Rosie Kaplan's avatar

I LOVE my library. Cos its winter, and cool enough (and dry!) I've taken to walking to the village and having an informative rest in the library before walking home again! Bliss

Glenda Naughten's avatar

I would die in a ditch and fight to the end for free libraries. They are one of the last bastions of civilised society.

Karen Hollenbach (KPH)'s avatar

The library is a wonderful third space.

Margaret's avatar

I also totally love the library. Libraries! I have always been a library user (for research and work) but now I am a regular borrower at four libraries and it's a fascinating small insight into local readers' habits. Certain areas quickly tap into the newest thing, while others are slower to catch on. Or their demographics don't care. I have books waitlisted all over the place, and it makes me hurry up with my reading, knowing someone else wants the book. It's also great for magazines and dipping into things I probably don't need to fill my house with (mutiple copies of the New Yorker, Architectural Digest and Country Life! ) I do get a bit cross with people who talk (loudly) on their phones in the library and while falling asleep seems ok, I do think snoring is not really acceptable. But all part of the rich life in a library.

Johanna Baker-Dowdell's avatar

I love the library! I used to meet up with writing friends and work there when I worked from home, but now I'm back to an office job I reserve books and audiobooks to consume through the week's commuting and lunch breaks. Plus the library has fun bookish events, which has been a great way for me to meet new friends in a new city.

Cathy Powell's avatar

I love my local library. It is definitely somewhere that I try to utilise. I even had some time last week and read a bit of the newspaper.

Amanda Gillespie's avatar

I've been going to the local library almost daily for the last 5 months while writing a book. I dont have Word on my computer... and I wouldn't have it any other way. When I'm in the library, chores aren't beckoning me, there are no interruptions, I'm side by side with others beavering away on something cognitive. I know all the librarians (love the calm demeanour of librarians) and have made new acquaintances with some of the other regulars who ask 'how's your book going?'. It's a become a comfortable and friendly haunt and though my book is finished, I continue to drop in there regularly. It's a great community hub. 📖 📕 📘 📗

Robin Cowcher's avatar

Thank you for this week's treasure trove of inspirations, just what I needed...oh and I recently joined the Middle park Library because I needed the loo and felt guilty for using their facilities...the eyes of the librarian were upon me. Must go back and borrow a book!

Vivian McGrath's avatar

I get all my books from my library now. I cleared most of the books from my bookshelf and donated them to my library (all in good condition). Some I hadn’t even read but I figured that I could always borrow it to do so! Win win.

Natalie Rigney's avatar

I love libraries. While I can just about leave a bookshop empty-handed, I can never ever do that in a library.

I'm a member of all 3 nearby local council libraries and have tags in my Goodreads for each branch.

That sounds more organised than I really am...because I still borrow based on "ooh that looks interesting" or "I wonder what that's about?"

One of my absolute earliest memories is of borrowing a Dr Seuss book from what Mum tells me was a small private library near where we lived. I remember climbing stairs to a magical place with books you could take home then bring back and keep swapping.

Mum was a teacher librarian and now volunteers in the library at Westmead Children's Hospital...so perhaps its genetic!