The Clerk Manifesto

  A few months ago I found myself confronted with a period of photography in which I was positively obsessed with filters. I used all kinds ...

  As I may have mentioned, I am not good at marketing. Indeed, I am so profoundly bad at it that I am immune from the accidental virtue of ...

  The Library Workers' Spirit Animals is part of my every quarter century work portrait project series. The last portrait series I did w...

  She was at the library when I started working here, and I worked with her for almost 20 years. She was exactly the age of my own parents. ...

  The old guard came in today. A somewhat venerable librarian retired and surprisingly few of her contemporary colleagues were at the farewe...

  One thing you learn around here, on Planet Earth, is that if you stick around long enough, people get old. You might think that this is ob...

  Unlike, for instance, postings to clerkmanifesto, I don't send "all-staff" work emails very often. If I had to average it ou...

Here are some pictures of Mike's Bear. Mike is in property management and when I invited him to pick a spirit animal he hemmed a little ...

  I mean, yes, the library does smell. But I was thinking of a little bit wider discussion about library smells. Although that wider discuss...

  Two of the people who work at the library have chosen the loon as their spirit animal. This isn't entirely surprising considering we a...