So I failed. Miserably. Baby got sick. I am stuck on our couch with body ache and that lovely scratchy-throat-you-can't-scratch feeling while coughing up phlegm. Mmm. Baby viruses are sooo good to the adults who take care of them. But I digress. I failed at my attempt to finish a book in several days. I read all of two pages of The Last Policeman, at least they were two good pages. I've read a lot of crap over the summer but this was not one of them.
I did start Jay Asher's amazing novel, 13 Reasons Why. In twenty minutes I read the first 50 pages. That was a feat for me. I also began The Princess Bride for a re-read for my classes. 10th grade will be reading this and talking about the purposes and reality of reality. Metafiction, which more and more I find many High School English teachers do not know about, will be prominent. Maybe because I grew up on comic books and Sci-Fi do I know this or maybe Loyola Marymount's professors did a really good job teaching me.
I am also interested in using parts of Joe Sacco's work. I'm reading The Fixer right now. and as soon as I can find the damn book, Palestine.
Did manage to finish Craig Thompson's Carnet de Yoyage, which was essentially what I did for our trip to Europe about three years ago (wow time flew) now. Loved it. And I thought I had anxiety!
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