When I was in college, I was an English minor. I wasn’t super interested in the lit classes because I’m awful at metaphors and poetry, but I did take all the writing classes that were offered.
Category Archives: Thoughts
I’m reading Deathly Hallows right now, and even though I’m team “Nineteen Years Later is not canon,” I do appreciate how well JKR wrapped up the series. It has me thinking about stories that didn’t get a happily ever after wrap-up.
I take sarcasm seriously a lot. I’m always the one who turns around and makes a face like, “You did what?”
I learned a long time ago that I’d much rather be laughed at for not getting a joke than be the one who hurt someone’s feelings by laughing when they weren’t joking.
I’ve been seeing a lot of posts recently, mostly written by high schoolers, who are talking about how, when they are honest about struggling with depression or anxiety or whatever else, they are met with the idea of, “Suck it up. Pull yourself together. Deal with it.” Which is all well and good for normal people, but for people with depression, or people with anxiety, that’s not actually helpful.
I’d rather be the one who worried a little too much and showed up to help when it wasn’t an emergency than the one who ignored a genuine cry for help.
I’m a grammar nazi at heart. I’ve been reading almost since I was born, and I had really good English teachers all through school. In my sophomore (or junior?) year of college, I took a class called Advanced Grammar & Composition. Here, I learned about two schools of thought on grammar: the prescriptivists and the descriptivists.
I’ve been slowly working my way through the Chronicles of Narnia. “Slowly” being, I started over a year ago and I’m about halfway through The Voyage of the Dawn Treader.
I’m also reading Goblet of Fire. This is my fourth read of the series, but I wouldn’t call this “working my way through,” as for almost two years now, I’ve just been in a perpetual state of reading Harry Potter.