[“Lit,” by the way, is the trendy way to say “cool,” or “neato, daddio.” Just typing that last one is totally not “lit”.]
These lines are what I hope none of my students will ever say about my class:
These lines are also why I often read out loud to them, because even though they’re 10th graders, a few kids had never finished a novel until they took my class.
I worry that books and thinking are becoming as old-fashioned as typewriters and rotary phones. We rarely hear about either much anymore, and when we do it’s, “Hey, remember when we used to think about problems and read all we could before we made judgments? Or am I just remembering a time that never really existed? And am I using the word ‘lit’ correctly?”
Get Book 1, The Forest at the Edge of the World right here. It’s totally lit. (Maybe?)