Many of us associate certain typefaces with specific situations or ideas—Times New Roman is generally used for anything academic or professional, Courier is reminiscent of old typewriters, and Blackletter or Gothic script makes us think of newspapers.
Short-format poetry has made a serious splash on the literary scene by use of social media. Platforms such as Instagram, Twitter, YouTube and Tumblr are giving writers immediate international visibility. These writers are self-published, with full control of their own media presence. And unlike any other generation, we’re seeing a more interactive aspect of poetry, as writers have the ability to directly connect with their audiences and receive instantaneous feedback.
These same celebrities we watch on TV, whose lives seem to be occupied with drama, business ventures, bad grammar, fashion shows, shopping trips, and traveling across the country that you have no choice but to wonder when, if ever, do they find the time to write a 200-300 page novel?
For most of my life, the majority of books I’ve read have been written by white men, from the picture books I grew up with to most of my favorite childhood series, and then almost everything I read as an English student throughout high school and college. It’s not that books by white men are all the same, or that they’re all bad. It’s that these books share a similar perspective. I had become so used to the white male viewpoint that I subconsciously recognized it as the standard.
“That’s a lie,” he says. “I also read Harry Potter.” And that’s generally all my husband reads. Don’t get me wrong, he’s tried reading other books (other genres, even!), but none of them held his interest past the first chapter. And he has his own reasoning for it. “I can only read books when I […]
I don’t think there is any genre that gets more insults than the romance genre. I, myself, used to mock and refuse to read anything that could be considered a “bodice ripper.” I only read more literary and sophisticated works, of course. Then, one day, I was stranded at my mother’s house with nothing to […]