Can you judge a person by his or her reading habits? Apparently not.

Dissecting the implications of French and American Literature and mentality.

Exploring the author-reader relationship; Is it acceptable to want some recognition?

Cognizant of the danger upon which I place myself in asserting the following declaration, I will nonetheless state it: I cannot stand Colin Firth. For those of you who dwell [...]

I first read Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s “One Hundred Years of Solitude” in the novel’s original Spanish. Marquez’s rhetoric transported me into a world that I didn’t suspect I would ever [...]

“I Was a Teenage Illiterate,” is the title of the New York Times article by Cathleen Shine my father emailed me earlier this week. “Seriously, Dad?” was my initial reaction [...]

Yesterday I was officially initiated into the society of the Baker Street Irregulars. It wasn’t actually an official induction—I would probably have to be in London for that to occur, [...]

You know how there’s always this one person or event, or this one incident that once you’ve encountered, you are never able to liberate yourself from? This thing, person, or [...]

On a recent episode of the popular television show “How I Met Your Mother,” the protagonist, Ted Mosby, laments on the perils of the dating life. He says, “When you [...]

My life is boring. There is no other way to spin it. I almost never go to bed after 10PM and I like to wake up at 6AM to watch [...]

Thus far in my blogging career, with one post under my technological belt, I have discovered that blogging is quite a therapeutic activity. Ironically, the manner in which my catharsis [...]

I am an English major. I am also a particularly slow reader. If you consider these two statements somewhat contradictory, you are certainly not the only one. The first time [...]