Just a short post today for all my nonexistant readers- and the existant ones as well, I suppose.
Yesterday I went to a gathering of English Majors, and in traditional Bookworm fashion, we were instructed to stand up and recite our name, classification and favorite book/author/poem/poet. You could see the fear and confusion in the air- we had to CHOOSE?
I personally was suprised by my peer's selections- most of them seemed to be the old classics- I like some of the old classics, but for recreation, I prefer something new, usually with magic involved. But, moving on, the group came to a girl who told us all, flatly,
"I don't have a favorite book or author. I only read when people make me."
Say what?!
An English major, who doesn't like to READ?!! Blasphemy!!!
Strange, truly strange.
