Dystopian Lit and the Happily Ever After.

I like dystopian literature. It’s one of my favourite genres. I like the combination of the unflinching view of humans and how base, violent, and nasty we can get, with the yearning hope for better that’s also part of the story. Sometimes, the hopefulness seems terribly pointless and misplaced, and often, especially early on in the stories, darkness seems to triumph, but that’s usually a … Continue reading Dystopian Lit and the Happily Ever After.

Reading and libraries, an off-the-cuff joint.

The personal library. I’ve always had a library. Granted, at times, the “library” designation should perhaps be taken with a grain of salt. Is a teenager’s closet really a library, even if half is sectioned off for only books? Can you call it a library if it’s only the three shelves of the built-in wardrobe in your dorm room? I did. Perhaps it’s more accurate … Continue reading Reading and libraries, an off-the-cuff joint.