September 23rd, 2022 / µ

I Love Stories & The Fall

Not even a private primary school in the 1980s, an almost Marxist high school in the 1990s, nor Comparative Literature studies at an über leftish university in Denmark managed to ruin my love for books, stories, and voices – nor my liberal beliefs and outlook on life. It often felt as if they tried, though.

But despite the ludicrous theories one is subjected to in high school and university, such as a gynocritical analysis of Hamlet and Marxist analysis of Little Red Riding Hood, I still love stories and consider myself a happy bibliophile who does not seek cure or salvation!

This brings us back to the fall: I dare you to find a true bibliophile who does not love the fall, the season that gives you the perfect excuse to cozy up and read – and possibly reread Harry Potter and watch or rewatch You’ve Got Mail, A Rainy Day in New York, or whichever fall movies you love, and all the rest of the fall-ish behavior.

Dark Academia

And this fall is significant for bibliophiles, especially those who have a thing for Dark Academia (as it is called these days):

This fall is the 30th anniversary of The Secret History by Donna Tartt.

The lovely people at Amazon just informed me that my 30th-anniversary edition is on its way. A true nerdish delight.

If you don't know Dark Academia, start with the classic by Donna Tartt. And if you don't know Donna Tartt, here's an interview with one of today's most fascinating writers, in my humble opinion.

“Beauty is rarely soft or consolatory. Quite the contrary. Genuine beauty is always quite alarming.”

— The Secret History by Donna Tartt

Killing Your Mother Is Illegal!

Due to circumstances, I live with my mother, 77 years of former GE manager, current cute confusion, and endless knitting!

What should have been a few months 4 ½ years ago got prolonged due to circumstances. And when I leave, it will be five years of the two of us under the same roof. And no one has been killed.

We did suffer a tragic death this year in January when my beloved little dog, went over the rainbow. Most days, I feel as if I am still healing from that loss.

But my mom and I have not killed each other. Some might say against all odds. They may have a valid point.

WINNIE THE POOH

Thanks for reading! I hope you found it valuable and worth your time! Until next time, remember to get your facts straight and that whatever good times you have will never come back as bad times,