My library has a fairly decent ebook collection. This is good, because I find paper books harder and harder to read and keep track of.

They let you read on your phone, which makes me happy. They have you use a specific app, which makes me less happy. Overdrive or Libby (same company, slightly different feature set). I use Libby these days.

I needed my library card number and I think the PIN my library assigned me. That got me logged in, and browsing happily around.

Checking out books is easy, and books that aren't available can be wait-listed.

It sometimes screws with my brain to swipe sideways to turn pages rather than scroll down. "Search" means search the book, "define" contains a google-me-this button.

There's an option to return the book early when done reading. I usually do. That helps when someone else is waiting. If the loan expires, it's automatically checked back in. No such thing as an overdue ebook (important).

In a popular series, I like to put the next two books on hold, and suspend the second hold for a while (maximum 6 months) so I get them in a timely fashion.

Hold #1 is normal. I get it when I get it. I get a helpful email.

Hold #2 waits. It keeps my place in line until I'm #1 in line, but then starts skipping me until I unsuspend. (Or if the suspend timer runs out.) Then it checks it out for me.

When I get hold #1, I unsuspend hold #2.

I could theoretically do this with all the rest of the books in the series if they're checked out, but in practice that seems like too much work.

I like to use Do Not Disturb mode while reading, to minimize the amount of bings and beeps (and top-line obscuring previews) emitted.

Had a most bizarre dream involving Potter characters, and having my teeth Transfigured to be something more like I imagine Snape's might be: crooked, jagged, locking together in unpleasant and ugly ways. This was for some disguise or other. There were Dursleys about.

Last night at the library, I told the librarians about nanowrimo, as it's the sort of thing that libraries are supposed to have fun with. They'd never heard of it. The librarians commenced discussing why they hadn't written novels yet, and that they'd like to, but they had no idea what to write. One of the librarians voiced a long-held desire to become an editor/proofreader. She could do that very well, she felt.

Little by little, it spreads.

So my mission now is clear: go pay ransom @ the cholla branch. I await the whim of that flighty temptress, the bus.