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ebonyPasty college dropout with a heart of aspartame, suffering from such interests as calculus, J.D. Salinger, and infamy. Main squeeze aliased under ll cool j.
ironyWine addled, non-committal and excitable. Interests include self-mockery, Howard Roark and old professors with yellow socks. Ebonic and then some.
Category Archives: lit.
I recently finished two very different novels from what seem to be two very different authors: Middlesex by Jeffrey Euginides and Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen. Naturally, I was left with two very different feelings about the novels. Let’s … Continue reading
It’s that time of the year again. You know, when people graduate. As a college dropout, it’s impossible for me to talk about how much I hate graduations and grades and high school and college without sounding shriveled and bitter. … Continue reading
Sometimes I think about how, if I were to sit down and type out all the words to The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, or Franny and Zooey, or anything, I wouldn’t really be writing them. I mean, writing … Continue reading
Oh, contradictions. Let me tell you a story. Like so many people, I went through a sort of awakening in early high school when my brain unthawed — I read The Catcher in the Rye, watched Fight Club, kissed a … Continue reading
Okay, so I get a lot of flack for being a fan of Ol’ Ayn. I’ve read The Fountainhead, Atlas Shrugged, and Anthem, and I mostly liked them all, but The Fountainhead remains one of my favorite novels of all … Continue reading