“Before October 7th, I might have simply noted the Jewish detail in King’s story and moved on. Now the mention of Judaism in literature feels charged in a way it never used to. The guard goes up. The scanning begins. You start looking for danger before danger has even presented itself.”
It’s interesting what we attach ourselves to and the meaning we ascribe to objects that somehow, over years, become important not in functionality but just in being.
There are two kinds of readers. The first is that precocious kid who was reading before pre-k. The kid whose parents didn’t know what to do because he had already read every book on the (enter grade level) curriculum and… Read More ›
File this one under asinine. Emphasis on the first syllable. A friend of mine shared a project that her child’s school launched this year. It’s a school newspaper. I know that doesn’t seem like anything extraordinary, but this is a very… Read More ›
I have a confession to make. I hate The Scarlet Letter. I hated it in High School. I hated it in college. I hated it in Grad School. That might not seem like such a big deal to you, but… Read More ›