A Sonnet: Lunatic Reflections 

"We think to be the burning bright of sun Which lends to us the glow we know as pow'r.  And yet when seasons change and months are done, We wax and wane with ev'ry passing hour.  Beneath the pale and ever-shifting face,  The darkened side is ever on the lurk.  Pretending this is truly not…

#WriterGoals by Homer, Odysseus, and Ryanne

Yes, my title is a hashtag. Sometimes I like to break the trend of ordinary prose. Sorry not sorry. Ironically, however, this post is based on writing standards set waaaaaaaay back in the days of Homer. In reading through The Odyssey for my university's honors institute, I realized two things: First, listening to Chopin's nocturnes whilst reading makes…

Mashed Bananas and Middlemarch

I first picked up Middlemarch in a bookstore because the author's name was unfamiliar and therefore intriguing. "George Eliot?" I wondered aloud.  "I've never read anything by him before." "Her," my mom corrected, listening into my thoughts. "George Eliot was a woman." Of course then I had to read it. Being a girl with a boy's…

Return to the Garden

    What qualifies a book as a classic? This is the question my classmates and I were faced with in English today and I am probably way more emotionally invested in this subject than I should be, but my answer to this question has taken years to discover! And, after all, isn't most literature…