Beginning at the beginning

Walk through the doors of this blog.  Push them open and marvel at how lightly they move, how well they must be balanced to move so gently when they are so large.

Step into the silence of the library.  It is a warm, living silence, born of the concentration of a researcher, and the peace of a reader, mixed with the fascination of the easily distracted.  It embraces you as you enter, welcoming you and seeping into your very bones, reading and knowing you, cataloguing and understanding you, and loving you anyway.

You look at the books, on the shelves.  They come and go, almost without notice, one moment there, the next moment just a gap, a mark in the dust where they were lifted away by hands you did not see.  Just as suddenly, they appear again, used for that moment, and then returned.  It is then you realise that you are in the 'ideas' section of the library, and so you start to wander around, looking along rows of books in their own sections, marvelling at the sheer variety of notebooks and pens that have been used to record anything and everything in, from bits of prose to chunks of poem, to entire stories.

This is the library of Madyline.  

Welcome