Why Some Sci-Fi Books Escape the Genre Ghetto (And Most Don’t)
Last weekend I was killing time in this cluttered used bookstore on South Lamar when I caught two kids, maybe sixteen or seventeen, having this...
Last weekend I was killing time in this cluttered used bookstore on South Lamar when I caught two kids, maybe sixteen or seventeen, having this...
So I’m digging through this pile of old DVDs the other day – yeah, physical media, sue me – and I pull out this battered...
You know that moment in class when a kid who hasn’t spoken all semester suddenly raises their hand during a discussion of *The Hunger Games*...
Last Tuesday I’m reshelving returns when this kid, maybe fourteen, comes up to the desk absolutely clutching *The Giver* like her life depends on it....
You know what happened last Tuesday? I was up on the stepladder trying to fix that wobbly shelf in my study — the one where...
You know what’s weird? Last Tuesday I was setting up our classroom’s ancient projector—the thing sounds like a dying vacuum cleaner when it starts up—and...
You know what drives me crazy? I’ll spend forty minutes scrolling through Netflix at midnight, past all the superhero nonsense and franchise garbage, looking for...
I found myself in a familiar predicament last week – it was nearly midnight, I’d finished cataloging returns at the library, and I had that...
You know what’s weird? I was at a sci-fi convention three years ago – one of those smaller ones in South Jersey where they actually...
There’s this scene in Videodrome where James Woods’ hand literally develops a VHS slot, and every time I watch it – which is probably more...