librarian of the year


backstage with niall horan at jingle ball kiis fm


shh don’t tell anyone she’s reading on the job when she should be learning the dewey decimal system 

scarymaryanne  asked:

I read books under the desk in school for about 11 years straight. My secondary school librarian was so cool about all the times other teachers were returning books to her that they'd confiscated from me, she'd hand them straight back out to me when I asked for them. It used to piss off the teachers tho cos they'd be like "you're never getting this back!" And I'd be like "guess what that's school property you HAVE to give it back to me" :-D best loophole ever

Originally posted by emirizilla

I a hundred percent approve

Hey LITs! It’s been another great year for this fandom with another amazing season gone and by. And some people have been asking if i’ll be holding the same Shipathon I did last summer, and the answer is an enthusiastic yes!

Last spring, me (queerseth) and some other LITs had the idea to spread a celebration of all of our wonderful ships over three months, since three is the magic number, and it also leads up perfectly to when the show will return in the fall! Just like last year, this year’s Shipathon will be taking place over the summer and into the fall, from the start of July to the end of September. 

Each week has a designated ship/relationship/group of relationships, and for each week you can do whatever you want to celebrate that relationship - gifs, videos, writing, edits, playlists, just posting about what you like about that relationship! We tried to be as inclusive as possible!

Just like last year, the ships are chosen based off of what is most prevalent in the show and in the fandom. This fandom isn’t very big, so trust me when we tell you, we know it like the back of our hand. But if you have a ship that isn’t included, remember that this is only a guideline for a general celebration of ships and you can post about whatever rare ship you want! Just remember to tag it with #librariansshipathon so that we can all see it, find it, and so that I can reblog it to this blog, which will serve as a kind of archive. 

With 5 months until July still, I’m posting this now to give us all as much time as possible to prepare! Last year we had less time but it still went off wonderfully, let’s see what we can do this year, to fill the void of the hiatus!

NOTE: This isn’t just about romance! You can appreciate the dynamics between these characters in any way you want! Please respect everyone’s ships and interpetations, no hate here!

Week 1 -  July 1-7 -  Eve/Flynn

Week 2 - July 8-14 - Cassandra/Estrella, Cassandra/Lamia, Cassandra/Any minor female character 

Week 3 - July 15-21- Jenkins/Cassandra, Jenkins/Ezekiel, Jenkins/Jake

Week 4 - July 22-28 - Cindy/Ezekiel

Week 5 - July 29 - August 5 - Jake/Ezekiel

Week 6 - August 6-12 - Flynn/Ezekiel, Flynn/Cassandra, Flynn/Jake

Week 7 - August 13-19 - Cassandra/Eve, Jake/Eve, Ezekiel/Eve

Week 8 - August 20 - 26 - Flynn/Moriarty

Week 9 - August  27 - September 2 - Cassandra/Ezekiel

Week 10 - September 3 - 9 - Jake/Cassandra/Ezekiel

Week 11 - September 10 - 16 - Jake/Cassandra

Week 12 - September 17 - 23 - Eve/Moriarty

Week 13 - September 24 - 30 - Flynn/Eve/Moriarty

I wouldn’t say it was my peak trans moment but my clarity surrounding how mtts could never truly be women even in a social context came as a result of  Laverne Cox and the speech about misgendering being violence.  My mom had an older neighbor who lived across the alley from her/us who for the better part of 20 years called my mom by the wrong name.  There was another neighbor, an elderly woman, my mom called by the wrong name for nearly as long.  My mom didn’t find out until the woman had passed away that her name was actually Eva, my mom had been calling her Rose all the time they’d been neighbors.  The Head Librarian called me by the wrong name for two years.  In all three circumstances the misnomered had just smiled and let it go believing no animosity.  What is more crucial to your identity than the name you are called by, forget pronouns, your name is a larger piece of you.  And yet women were socialized that it was better to be called the wrong name for two decades than risk embarrassing someone else.  And then by contrast you have the individuals who can look at you with a straight face and say using other than the preferred pronoun is VIOLENCE!! As a woman, a woman from birth who has always been treated as a woman that was a whole level of entitlement I couldn’t even conceive of, nor apparently could any other woman who had just gone on smiling as someone called them Karen when their name was most certainly not Karen.

On fandom, love, & reading

Hi friends. This is a new forum for me, and I’m not quite sure what my voice is going to sound like, so bear with me. If you’re annoyed with this post, and with me, I’m just going to have to go ahead and direct you to my friend @ivyblossom because she’s the one who asked me to write this. So please, have at her.

Before I say anything, though, because I’m not interested in smoke and mirrors or cloaks and daggers, I’ll tell you this: my name is Marie. I am 32 – no wait, shit – 33 years old. I am a librarian, and a medievalist, and a feminist, and the mother of a one-year-old, and a thousand other things. I am married to a lovely man, though am in possession of a sexual identity that fails to make itself clear even to me. None of this really matters, but the preamble makes it easier to begin to say anything at all. I have been a fangirl always, and in fandom for a while now – I’d say about 15 years – but I’ve always stayed out of the fray. I read, I commented, I admired, but never said anything outright, never tried to initiate a conversation. Now I’d like to have a conversation.

You guys, I am sad about fandom. This fandom. I am so disheartened watching the fallout from this past season of Sherlock. I am disheartened not because – or not only because – it is now clear that there was never an intention on behalf of the show to give us an explicitly queer Holmes. I am disheartened, and I am heartsick, because of the deep sadness I see in the fandom, and the in-fighting between those who are angry and those who are seeking something redemptive – or at the very least interesting! – in TFP. I didn’t hate the episode. I thought the plot was absurd and stupid and pretty abysmally written, but I didn’t hate the episode because I appreciate what it was trying – and for the most part, failing, I think – to do. But I’m not here to talk about that. I can, if I ever get up the nerve to post anything ever again. I have a lot of thoughts about how TFP moves Sherlock closer to canon Holmes, and toward Conan Doyle’s own characterization of his stories as romance – not romance as love story, but real romance as a literary genre consumed by history, and family, and identity – but that’s for another day.

Look, let me tell you: I am nothing if not a Johnlock shipper. This has nothing to do with whether or not I see these two characters together because I do, I do, I do. Nothing can or will change that for me. And yes, I believe that we are right to want and to expect better queer representation in the media. We are right to want and expect to be shown worlds that match the granular, non-binary, indefinable realities of our relationships. We are right to want and expect a queer Holmes. And I believe that Sherlock constitutes a huge missed opportunity to give us that – but I do not believe that that opportunity was missed last week. It was missed years ago, when it became clear that the show was consistently moving away from an explicitly gay reading of John and Sherlock’s relationship.

Okay, wait, I have to back up again – I’m sorry. Like I said, new at this. Back to fandom. Here is my fundamental understanding of what fandom is: fandom is a radical and radically queer set of reading practices. Radical in that it prizes the means of production from the hands of the author and puts them in the hands of the reader; radical in that it allows for us to blur the lines between personal and communal; radical in that it demands such profound intimacy between its adherents. It is this last that has always been the most important to me, and is to my mind the beating heart of fandom and its ability to heal (how many of us have said or heard “fandom saved my life”?). In short: fandom is communal reading as an act of love.

This is what I really want to talk about: reading and love. I’m not sure I have more than a sentence or two to say, actually. Maybe a question. Look, I am not in the business of telling people that they are doing fandom wrong. I’m not sure that there is a way to do it wrong. But watching the tortuous and protracted reading of real world events during and following season 4, all the energy that has been expended collecting hints and clues potentially dropped for us by the writers and the showrunners – will there be a fourth episode?; why are there so many obvious plot holes?; does Piccadilly Circus have a message for us? – is not a version of fandom I fully recognize. All these breadcrumbs people are so painstakingly gathering are, I think, leading back to the wrong text. 

There is a whole beautiful, messy, deliciously flawed narrative laid bare for us now, and it is ours, fully ours. All our energy could go into reading and re-reading these stories, thinking deeply about them, taking them up and playing with them, or better yet creating new and better versions of them. So why are so many of us trying to tell ourselves stories about Moffat and Gatiss rather than John and Sherlock?