If you’re new to my blog, you’ll want to know that I’m completely reading every page of The Norton Introduction to Literature: Shorter 11th Edition, by Kelly J. Mays, in it’s entirety, and blogging about it in an incredibly confusing way alongside my rants about life and stuff.
I took an AP English class in high school and had to read Beloved, a novel by Toni Morrison, and a spectacular one if you haven’t read it. I remember hearing that “Recitatif” was Toni Morrison’s only published short story, but I somehow never read it. I rectified that recently; it was the next story in The Norton Introduction to Literature. It’s a story about two girls who met at a home for children. I had to do some “research” after I read it because I was curious about the title and other things. I don’t really feel that the dialogue was very “musical”, if that’s what she was going for there. Strange thought, maybe there are operas of this short story somewhere? I guess if you put it to music, you never know. I suppose I’m over thinking it, and the real point of the title is the short moments of the lives brought together, and the “rhythm” of it all. At least, that’s what Wikipedia says.
I got sidetracked.
I also got caught up on the second season of Resurrection. I appreciate the fact that they aren’t going for an overly religious tone, even if that question does seem to pop up every now and then. Things are getting interesting, finally. The first season was incredibly short, I’m wondering if this second season will be just as quick, too.
I also watched the newest episodes of Arrow. Thea can totes kick butt now, and that’s pretty awesome. Oh, and The Flash is getting better. I feel like it’s somehow being rushed, but if memory serves me correctly I felt that way about Arrow and first, too. At least once Barry Allen puts on his costume, he really does the whole “new to being a hero” thing well. It almost feels like the opposite of what happened to Oliver Queen. Well, kind of. I wonder if that was intentional?