I may be missing out; but the dislike is there. On the other hand, I did read a lot of their other works, so I don't count it as a total loss.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Glasshouse sounds great, Jessica. I have to put that on my list. Also the new Gaiman! Must go look up when that's coming out.
I remember liking Portrait of the Artist very much. I never tried Ulysses, and it's probably unlikely that I will at this point -- there are a lot of other classics I still need to get to.
Also echoing the Mo Willems love. Sara cracks up every time.
Last, cigarette-smoking, whiskey-pounding Kerfuffle Bunny is my new favorite thing ever.
Wow, people, I go away for a day and we revert to kindergarten? What gives?!
I don't know about Connie but I never had fights about James Joyce in kindergarten.
I'm not sure what it was with high school books. I read the scarlett letter in high school. Honestly,there was no way for me to get it then. It was so far beyond my experience. But Austin, Shakespeare, Poe, or even other Hawthorne. I fell in love with Steinbeck in high school. Old man and the sea is a book I try and discourage high school students from reading. I think I'd get it now,but in high school,once again I didn't have the life experience. Other books, like Huck Finn are better read at over again different ages.
What I have learned from my 4th - 6th grade book Club is that even smart 4th graders are still very literal and self centered. One of my friends was really concerned with what her 7th grade son was reading in school. I told her not to worry too much about it,because mostly what they are learning now is how to get analytical about books. Let them read stuff that is fairly easily accessible now. They need to learn the skills before they hit the classics
What is the appeal of bleakness?
I don't get it either. I need some kernel of -- not necessarily hope, or redemption -- illumination. I can't explain it better than that, to my chagrin.
Wow, people, I go away for a day and we revert to kindergarten? What gives?!
Kerfuffle Bunny roused the rabble.
Other books, like Huck Finn are better read at different ages.
It gets funnier -- and more barbed -- every time I read it.
I fell in love with Steinbeck in high school.
Maud Newton recently had something on her blog about how hard it is to revisit Steinbeck later in life. And I'm afraid that's true for me. As much as I admire the guy's life and aspirations, I don't think I'd like his writing as much now as I did in high school.
And you're dead on about Huck Finn. That's a book for adults pretending to be a book for children.
I read the scarlett letter in high school. Honestly,there was no way for me to get it then.
I read that in high school too, and I think I liked it because I could focus on the mystery of who the father was.
Old man and the sea is a book I try and discourage high school students from reading. I think I'd get it now,but in high school,once again I didn't have the life experience.
Yeah, I think I started reading that in junior high one day and stopped pretty quickly. Bo-ring! t /Homer>
I don't get it either. I need some kernel of -- not necessarily hope, or redemption -- illumination. I can't explain it better than that, to my chagrin.
that's where Joy came from .
I can go there with a contemporary 'fun' book. I loved the movie, liked the book - Bridget Jone's diary. I tried the second book -and gave up after the first 20 pages. - She was doing the same dance again, and hadn't figured it out. A waste of my time. It was missing whatever that element is that makes something worth my time.
I really need to read A Tale of Two Cities again. I remember loving it more than anything else we read in AP English senior year with the possible exception of Macbeth, but I read it in a hurry as I was recovering from chicken pox, and now I barely remember it.
I feel no urge whatsoever to revisit The Red Badge of Courage or anything by Steinbeck, however.