I just came back from the college library with a huge stack of books!!! I felt giddy walking across the quad with books stuffed in my bag and balanced on my hip.
I probably appreciated the library more than the average college coed, but even I didn't love it as an undergrad as much as I do now. I felt the same way when I was able to take books out at the Middlebury College library.
"You mean...I can TAKE THESE HOME WITH ME?"
Awesome. Also, for the curious, Middlebury has some really awesome books on fairy tales.
But fairies are not what I'm researching today. Today the books I'm reading look like this:
I love research. I especially love researching nonfiction to be used in fiction. That means I can take what I want and leave the rest—I don't have to write a paper on any of it!
Instead, I can write stories inspired by what I've read, which is an entirely different thing.
Research to a frightened gremlin is like a warm blanket, a cup of coffee, and a big slice of carrot cake. I'm going to gorge myself on facts until a bunch of fiction comes pouring out of my fingers...