I wouldn’t call myself a great fan of Edgar Allen Poe. I read the requisite stories and poetry in high school. You know the drill. It’s Halloween and your English teacher pulls out “The Raven” or “The Tell-Tale Heart” and they try to be all spooky. As a modern teenager you think “um, what?” and …
I may have set some kind of record this month—a personal record anyway—in the number of books I consumed. And, yes, I’m using the word consumed on purpose. My mom has always said I devour books, that I should slow down and enjoy them. I do enjoy them! Just at a quicker pace than most. …
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