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Obviously, I love reading. This blog wouldn’t exist if I didn’t. But, to me, there is a huge difference between reading for leisure and reading because I have to study it. I don’t mind reading short stories to study, because short stories are exactly what they are: short. But whole novels? No thank you. I’d rather use SparkNotes. Now, I have a whole rambling story to explain my reasons, and I have some help from Superman to illustrate it.
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Cut forward one year to my first year of college, and there was two novels that I had to study: The Kite Runner and The Great Gatsby. Now, I thought that The Kite Runner is an okay book. I didn’t mind studying it, and it wasn’t a nightmare to read. The Great Gatsby, on the other hand, is my ultimate book disappointment story. I was so looking forward to reading that book, and once I had, I hated it. You will never, ever get me to like The Great Gatsby. Ever. Studying that book was such a nightmare because my reaction to the whole thing was:
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Second year of college wasn’t too bad because I’d already read one of the novels we were supposed to study (key words here being supposed to), which was Nineteen Eighty-Four, one of my favourite books of all time. We spent two weeks studying that book that we were supposed to write an essay on. What a waste of time. The other novel we studied was Frankenstein, which I actually enjoyed so studying that was actually fun (we also had a different teacher, because the one we had at the beginning of the year was pregnant). But now we get into my first year of university (that I’ve just finished), where I have found a book that I hate more than anything else in this world.
The book I am talking about is A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce. Boy, oh boy, do I hate this book. I didn’t even finish it and ended up using SparkNotes to study it. I have now made an enemy for life with James Joyce, and so has every single one of my friends that I’ve made at uni. If I have to read Ulysses, I’ll probably cry. I also read The Sound and the Fury, which I did finish (it’s the only novel that I’ve had to read for uni and actually finished) but it still sucked to study.
I definitely prefer reading short stories, because if it weren’t for studying short stories, I wouldn’t have developed an interest in Ernest Hemingway or Philip K. Dick. But, I’ve got to study novels too, so I’ll just have to put up with it. Oh well.
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I don’t know what it is, but for some reason studying novels just kind of sucks the fun out of reading. I spend too much time looking for all the different literary techniques rather than actually reading and depending on how challenging the book is, I can sometimes get lost. I don’t hate studying literature by any means necessary (poetry, on the other hand, can just fuck right off. no way in hell am I ever going to like poetry) because if I did I wouldn’t be studying for an English degree. I’m just a very fickle girl who is more likely to enjoy studying a book if I actually enjoyed it. Hence my bitterness about not being able to study Nineteen Eighty-Four.
Sometimes I don’t like to admit it, but I can totally understand why there are kids who just don’t like reading. And it’s because we have to study books at school whether we like reading or not. But, as long as English is a core subject in curriculums around the world, kids are going to have to study books and deal with it. Because I have to and I’m going to hold my tongue about it now that I’ve gotten this off my chest.