Bluejo's Journal

Final Auction Post.
Exciting news -- Lois Bujold is auctioning the manuscript of The Sharing Knife: Legacy, the sequel to the one that just came out (and hasn't even got to Montreal yet) on behalf of the John M. Ford Memorial Endowment here.

That Scalzi really started something!

We're over $3000 here -- $3174 -- and I've just sold the Eucatastrophe poem to Lone Star Stories for the last ten dollars of that. Any other such sales of poems written for the Endowment will also have the money go directly to it.

I've enjoyed doing the poems, they've made my mind work in interesting ways.

And this is the last commissioned poem, for

amberley who asked for a poem about the joy of libraries.

Joy of Libraries Sonnet

Each book, however loved, must have an end,
And then I find, I need another one.
Throughout my life I've always read for fun
The library has been my constant friend.
When I first ventured in at twelve, I found
Free shelves of books all begging to be read
Arranged conveniently from A to Z
In good condition, new and old, hard-bound.
Much that I loved, I later came to own.
But library reading left me free to chance
The book that looks good to the moment's glance
Plus all the joys of inter-library loan.
Right there on shelves, or brought from near and far,
A library is all the books there are.