When I was in middle school, I was obsessed with Drew Barrymore. I watched every film she was in. Because I’m that old, my family would get me VHS tapes of her movies for Christmases and birthdays. One year, I got Scream.
I did not watch the movie when it first came out, and being a kid, I had heard little about it. I knew Drew Barrymore was on the cover, though, and I was excited. I popped the tape in my VCR, not knowing what to expect, and began a love for the horror genre that has endured my whole life.
What’s up, my home doggeeees? Surprise: I’m alive.
I had a goal of covering 20 of these Goosebumps books this year, but with the five-month hiatus I just took, I don’t think that’s going to happen. I wish I could blame school for my not updating, but school has been out for almost two months and I haven’t done anything here. Sadly, I think after five straight semesters of school with no breaks, my brain just burned out. I needed to just take it easy for a couple months for my own mental and emotional well being. I read some books (without putting pressure on myself to write about them), binge-watched some shows, and played some video games. I am just now starting to feel like exerting creative energy and being productive again. I hope you all understand.
So, funny story: I love literature, and I love discussing poetry. Ready for the funny part? None of my friends want to hear me talk about it. I’ve been reading poems by Emily Dickinson and can’t find anyone to talk to about them. It occurred to me that I have a blog to rant and rave about things no one but me seems to care about. I’m sure fewer of you care about Emily Dickinson than about the series from the 1990s I’ve been blogging about, but this blog is primarily for me, and I want to write about Emily Dickinson, damn it. So, here is Nevermore’s first poetry reflection.
This entry covers “Wild Nights – Wild Nights” by Emily Dickinson. Dickinson never named her poems; “Wild Nights – Wild Nights!” is the first line of the poem and is used to identify the poem since it has no title. Since her poems are public domain, I have posted it below the cut for your perusal. Thanks, Rosy, for the information on copyright!
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.