Fall Semester, despite the struggles I had with Chemistry and my life outside of school, ended well. I attempted 13 credit hours, and earned them all with 3 A’s and 1 B. The B was naturally in Chemistry.
I wrote something in my Creative Writing class when my Chemistry grade first dropped to a B. We were assigned to write an obituary to something non-living. I wrote an obituary to my A:
For some reason, a lot of you guys wanted me to cover Egg Monsters From Mars. Well, here you go. Maybe it’s a favorite? I’d like to hear what you guys like about this book, because I had some major issues with it. Maybe you all like the cover. I have to admit, this book does have an awesome cover. Or, as I suspect, maybe you guys know this book is terrible and want to torture me.
What kills me about this book is that it has the makings of a good Goosebumps entry. It has one of the more fleshed-out protagonists I’ve encountered. It has a very real threat for kids in its antagonist. It even has some suspense and intrigue. I was legitimately invested in the plot. The problem is it drags us along and doesn’t go anywhere, and then it just ends in a random and absurd manner. Unfortunately, this book was not as egg-celent as I had hoped it’d be.
Hey, look, a seasonally-appropriate Goosebumps book. Look at me being fancy. A couple of you have e-mailed me and asked if I was still doing these, and wanted to know when my next one would be, and I really appreciate you guys’ enthusiasm and support. These recaps naturally slow down during the months I’m in school, but this past semester they halted altogether because school really kicked my butt. College Chemistry is scarier than any Goosebumps or Fear Street book could ever hope to be. Still, I’m persistent, I’m resilient, and I make an effort to finish everything I start, so here I am.
I only wish I was bringing you guys a recap of a better Goosebumps book. Sadly, when I was snowed in a couple days ago and was searching for my next Goosebumps book to cover, this one, with a snowman on the cover, naturally jumped out at me. This is an entry in the series I had never read as a kid, so I didn’t know what to expect. I’m so sorry, guys.
Although I feel like a zombie at this moment, I’m not dead, I promise. I do want to apologize for the lack of updates, though, and catch you guys up with some things going on.
In short, Fall Semester has kicked my butt. I’m not just talking about school. I’m talking about the past four months in general. Here are some things that went on:
A few weeks ago, I found a bunch of Fear Street ebooks on Amazon for 99 cents each. I snagged a bunch for Summer reading. Of all the books, this is the one I was probably least excited about reading because the cover didn’t jump out at me and make me want to pick it up, but the price was good. Out of curiosity, I flipped through some of the first few pages to get a feel of the book and see what it was about, and I got hooked. I literally could not put it down.
This book was, bar none, the best R. L. Stine book I’ve ever read. Its twist is awesome and ridiculous, and you have to experience it for yourself, so if you have not read this book, please skip this entry, go buy or rent the book, read it, and then come back and geek out with me. Spoilers will ruin the experience of this book.