I’ve noticed a trend in the books I’ve been reading recently: though they are clearly fiction, they like to suggest that they are, in fact, true stories. Not all the strategies for pulling this switcharoo are very successful, but at least one is.
Specimen 1: The Pigman by Paul Zindel. Before even page 1 [...]
I am knee-deep in literature from El Barrio over here. But before I get into that, I would just like to say that according to the stats page (which, for those of you who do not have a blog, is this great little page that tells you how many hits your blog gets [...]
I’ve been reading The Chronicles of Narnia. I obviously don’t know enough about our buddy Jesus and the whole Christianity thing he got started, because if somebody hadn’t told me that Aslan = Jesus, I would never have known. Now that I have been informed and am no longer in third grade, I [...]
Currently cooking: hot dog in a cast iron skillet.
I come to you from the once-again clean and tidy Willoughby Chase. Jeff and I are finally on top of our shizit post-graduation and vacation. I am currently taking a two week vacation, myself, and Jeff is taking a week starting next Tuesday–that’s two weeks [...]
As my dad and I drove a Ryder truck from Berkeley to Yonkers, we found exactly one NPR station between California and, oh, say Illinois. The day after the night we spent in the Nevadan casino that has this carpet, we drove through Salt Lake City and found ourselves listening to The Diane Rehm Show. [...]
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