Ah, summer...a perennial time of transition for our other poeta, Elizabeth. She also recently graduated - from library school - but finds herself ungainly and unemployed, and living the cliche of living with her mother. She is, however, trying not to be anxious about the lack of a job and morose about the end of her grad-school existence in Boston and the people that filled it. Because here's another cliche - and what are telenovelas for if not cliches - everything passes and everything changes, and sometimes what's on the other side is wonderful in this way you couldn't have imagined before.

And of course, there are the people who stay with you as both of you change and move, and our other contributor is, of course, the paragon of this sort of person. A reunion in the flesh is on the horizon; perhaps you will hear about it, dear reader.

Hum to yourself, if you will, a theme song for our librarian: "I Know There's an Answer" by Sonic Youth, which contains the simple yet potent phrase "I know there's an answer, but I know now that I have to find it by myself." Stay with us as Elizabeth tries to find answers in bike rides, library books, poems, and journeys to Kentucky, Indiana, and California.