The Horn Book's subway stop was like an episode of 24 this morning, with circling helicopters, black-garbed Staties, cleared bridges, police cars everywhere and news vans looking for a story. It turns out there was a package that could have been a bomb but wasn't. The Boston Globe had to settle for a story about a kid stuck on the subway who called his school to say why he was late--and they didn't believe him. Shocking, I know.
The drama continued in the office when I spoke to an SLJ reporter who was doing a story about ALSC's possible sanctions against bloggers who serve on award committees. That was the big buzz at midwinter, and while the ALSC board did entertain some suggestions for how bloggers might be reined in, at this writing it looks like calmer heads have prevailed, and bloggers will have no less and no more responsibility than any other committee members for respecting the confidentiality of the award committees' doings. It was brought to Read Roger's attention that a previous post did in fact violate the confidentiality rules, and I took that post down. (That's all I'm saying, except that ALSC was correct in this particular and that it was nothing especially juicy.)
The Foundation for Children's Books event last night was lively and crowded and informative I hope. I got to meet J. L. Bell and Ilse Plume, and saw my pal Leo Landry, who has some seriously spooky ghost stories to tell about a house he used to live in.