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The Tragedy of Netflix

I’ve become obsessed. Sherlocked. I’m a Cumberbitch. A Sherlockian. A Holmie. A Baker Street Irregular. Whatever you want to call it, I’ve got it. And I’ve got it bad. A few weeks ago, a friend of mine bought me Season… Read More ›

Lessons from Stephen

It’s Stephen King’s birthday this week. Saturday, to be exact. I’ve been a Stephen King fan for quite some time now. I picked up Pet Semetary when I was in ninth grade. At the time, everyone was passing around VC Andrews’ Flowers in… Read More ›

Meeting Neil

I came to Neil Gaiman in a backwards sort of way. A student of mine, Alex, brought  American Gods into class and told me that I had to read it. I, of course, took the book, thanked him, and proceeded to… Read More ›