Good day, y’all.
I’d love to truly write about a classic novel, but I don’t read them–don’t like them actually. I took out The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne to read for this post, but it sits exactly where I set it weeks ago–on my dresser–untouched. Now it’s time to post a blog about some wonderful (said tongue-in-cheek) classic novel, and I’m clueless as to what to write.
I tried to take a poll on facebook. I truly wondered how many people LIKE classic novels. I had a few responses. One hundred percent are avid readers. Sixty-six percent of them like the classics. Of those who responded, sixty-six percent were writers, but twenty-five percent of the writers didn’t care for classic novels. Yes, validation! Big grin.
I don’t HAVE to like the classics to be a writer. (Betty posted a great link from her blog last week about what’s considered a classic.)
A few other thoughts I had about classic literature:
- Are they useful to read? I think some of them are.
- Should students in school (high school and college) be required to read certain ones? I had to, why shouldn’t they? LOL
- Are they well-written? Mostly. I’m sure there are a few that are less than deserving, but since I haven’t read them all, or even most of them, I couldn’t say for sure.
- Who decides what book is called a classic? This one I don’t have an answer to–the masses I guess, but that would mean certain books written in our time would be considered classics and that’s flat out WRONG!
Okay, so by now you realize that I’m the dissenter this month when it comes to posting about classic novels. *Sigh* I do hate to disappoint, but alas…it is what it is. 🙂
Writing Prompt: Patty huffed as she sat beside Marsha. “I can’t believe Mrs. Hargrove assigned us to read a novel over our summer vacation. Doesn’t she know we have better things to do? Which one are you going to choose?”