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Alisa Libby's second novel was released to the world at a ceremony in the Kotzen Room. Many fine people attended. There were cookies and the word "Risque" was battered about along with the cookies.
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Professor Randi Lite and I share a moment between our classes in C-103.
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My first classroom had no windows. Perfect for movies. There was a screen with a curtain that opened like in a theatre. There were speakers on both sides of the screen. In the back, there was a projection booth that wasn't much more than a closet with folding doors to lock in the 16mm projectors. The floor was flat which imposed a lot of rubbernecking on the part of the class. Once, I neglected to secure a reel of film and it fell off the projector while it was being projected and it spin wheel tumbled off and rolled down the isle toward the screen.
The first author I knew from Simmons was Maggie Kimmel. She taught in the Graduate School of Library Science. I love her book. The reception for the publication of Magic In The Mist was held outside my classroom. Actually it was held inside my classroom, but re fresh mints were on a table outside my classroom. I remember that Maggie was the size of a cute Hobbit, although since it was 1975 back then, my memorie may be clouded. I do know that it was May.
Maggie stood at the table ouside L-109, oh my goodness parenthetically I recall the number, and she arranged wine glasses and offered her guests strawberries and May Wine. It was ever so perfect. Her book is as romantique and delicate as the fine line drawings of Trina Schart Hyman which serve as illustrations.
Maggie signed it for me, this the only story book that she would ever publish. Margaret Mary Kimmel was the first author I knew from Simmons.
I know a new author at Simmons. Her book comes out soon. Her reception takes places not very far as the crow flies from the site of L-109 which is gone reconfigured transpixed under the new Library in the new Green Monster Green Glass Tower very soon now. I very much enjoyed her first novel. I am sure I will enjoy the next.
In the passing of a generation and some change, someone will remember Alisa Libby and the reception for The King's Rose, mark my words . . . Mark My Words and Her's.
Comment on Strawberries & May Wine.
I can't remember when I first searched out an old book on the internetz. I had been buying from Amazon for a long time. Often times around Christmas as presents for others. Good books. It was a rainy day, cup of tea with honey, LP on the turntable kind of day that brought my childhood library to mind. Across the street from 678 Pleasant Street, yes, I grew up on Pleasant Street, there was a small room in the grammar school set aside for the library. There I found the Mushroom Planet. I was probably 10 years old. Oh, how I came to love that book ever so much. The rain was part of it. Sometime while I was reading it, I was daydreaming it as I walked to school, and it was raining. How do this memories get vividly stuck in the rivulets of the brain?
So, half a century plus some change later, I felt the urge to hold Stowaway To The Mushroom Planet in my hands. Not a paperback reissue or a reprint, but something as nearly that book that I loved back then. Someone had a copy out there in the world held together by the spidery filaments of that electronic kind of dream thing. For small money my book came nicely protected in a package along with a handwritten note from the woman who was cleaning out her library. My goodness, what small joys are possible in this life. For me, so many of them may be found with books.
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