Category Archives: YA corner
One Saturday when I was about nine or ten years old I made an amazing discovery. There was a ballpark about a block and a half from my house, and as I was walking along the cracked sidewalk beside the … Continue reading
Three years ago this coming Friday, my best friend died suddenly after suffering a deep thromboembolism. That death, especially the unexpected nature of it, shook me to the core. Of course I had lost friends and loved ones before, but … Continue reading
Maybe it’s an artifact of my odd reading selections, but in comparing classic works with many of the more modern stories I’ve been reading lately, I’ve noticed a trend toward highly imaginative (fantastic) settings with fairly simplistic philosophical underpinnings. It’s as if authors are selling out to cool visuals at the expense of challenging questions; as if pace is a substitute for substance; as if conflict is inherently interesting and requires no consequence.
I think I disagree. In fact, I’m pretty sure of it. Continue reading
When I was a little girl, the cousin closest to my age lived in California. We were about eight years old when we decided to become pen pals, and started writing long, rambling letters to each other. I can still … Continue reading
I have been haunted most of my life by the memory of a book I read once when I was very young. It was most likely a library book, because it certainly wasn’t part of my life for very long, … Continue reading