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A Love for the Night I still remember the nights when I would pretend to fall asleep. Lying in bed, I waited for my parents to drift off. I did this to stay up a little longer, to read a few more chapters of my book, or to write small scenes for my not-so-impressive novel. I would fall into the pages, reading until my eyes drooped and sleep beckoned me. One night, my mother saw a light under my door and came in to check on me. I had my laptop in hand, deeply immersed in writi

A kid's drawing of what appears to be a sad Frankenstein One of the most widely discussed ideas in  Frankenstein  remains the redefinition of monstrosity. Mary Shelley tears down the assumption that monsters are born rather than made, forcing readers to realize that many ideologies of social rejection, neglect, and fear manufacture violence. The creature's body may be grotesque, but his moral corruption is something that was learned. From the moment of his creation, this 'c

Frequently used open book lying on a wooden surface When I tell people that I am an English Major, I usually get one of two responses: a quiet smile that hints at the question, "Oh, so you just like reading?" or the question, "So... what do you plan on doing with it?" Sadly, both reactions miss the true point. I do enjoy reading, even if it is seemingly an obsessive addiction. But it is more about what I have learned through studying English. It is less about books and more