A Talent Crush and Some Librarian Humor

So it's really a Tuesday.  The kind of Tuesday that tries to convince you that it's Monday, and lovely Wednesday is not one sleep away.  And in the midst of this Tuesdayness, I get a big 'ol box of happy - in librarian speak - a book order came in.  And now I get to touch them, and smell them, tell them that I love them, and make them mine (with a stamp, lest you misinterpret).

Of course the one that is truly mine isn't here... it's out on submission, waiting to see if it will ever get to be here - or any other librarian's desk, for that matter.  And so, in paging through the pile of happy, looking for certain four letter words, body parts (euphemisms included), and always the word "bed" - 'cause any scene that has that word in the opening paragraph, I probably need to be aware of - I often come across some awesome writing that makes me go - DAMMIT!  Why didn't I think of that?

Stupid talent crushes, making me feel all inadequate.

Dostoevsky also makes me feel inadequate, but that's a given.

But I'm quickly saved from a dark mood of "Mindy Will Never Be Published, Her Inadequacy Knows No Bounds," by some really awful, quite terrible, librarian humor.  Ms. District Librarian and I have a bit of a competition going to see who can make the worst jokes... we're about nine years into it with no clear winner in sight, but many, many losers (those unlucky enough to be around when our flashes of humor get... uh... flashed).

Today's Bad Librarian Humor?

DL: I'm trying to talk a student out of attempting too broad of a topic.  He wants to write his research paper on both hunting and fishing.

Me:  Doesn't he know they're two totally different animals?

Yarggity Yar!!

A New Post, In Which Cholera Gets the Better of Me

OK, not really.  I appear to have contracted a virus that makes me want to nap and eat chocolate all the time, but I haven't been able to find it in any medical dictionaries.  However, cholera has nearly given me a very bad day, simply by not being something you can be inoculated against.

It's one of those things I thought I'd check up on in the ms, that slipped past the betas, that flew under the radar for the agent, and that I obviously wasn't bright enough to catch in the first place (not cholera, but the research slip - up).  The plot wants cholera to have a vaccination, but it doesn't necessarily have to be that way.  Some minor revisions tidy up the issue.

Really kinda glad that I thought I'd check on that just in case.  Would've been quite embarrassing to have an editor come back with - "Yeah, your author?  Clearly an idiot - MASSIVE FAIL!"

Reality, Get a Grip on Me!

As I wandered yesterday in a writing daze I managed to lose my car.  Yeah, really.  And I don't mean like in a big parking lot or anything.  I went to the bank, to do bank - like things, PARKED the car there, then WALKED over to the post office to do PO-like things, then walked out of the PO and into their parking lot, and stood there dumbstruck while I tried to figure out where my car was.

I was two seconds from reporting my car stolen when I happened to see it sitting in the bank's parking lot, right next door.  I imagine it was thinking, "Owner!  Owner!  Here I am!  If only I could draw attention to myself somehow - nevermind that fact that I'm hulking piece of machinery directly in your line of sight!"

Sigh... so what's your story?  Do you ever indulge in acts of idiocy while an awesome scene is playing out in your head?