Children's literature is not for the weak. It is a ruthless cutthroat business with lots of gnashes of the teeth. Children's librarianship, in contrast, is a sweet sweet ride. Now you can hear me as I growl, gargle, and kvetch my way through news, reviews, and interviews. Kidlit podcasting = scary new world.
I was a female Mexican, "builder of houses, temples, and cathedrals" in 1275. My mother was a male Tibetan fortune teller born in 1825. Obviously she has the cooler past life.
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