I really don't have anything clever to say today. It's Monday. My lead is out for knee surgery and probably will be out most of April. This leaves myself and our IT guy as the people running the show. Don't worry, we own on so many levels it's not even funny.
Also, Hunger Games. Is it REALLY that cool? I've never read this stuff, I don't know if it's something I need to. What kind of disturbs me about this, Harry Potter, the His Dark Materials trilogy (Golden Compass, etc) - it's all young adult fiction. This isn't like serious literature, but adults are all super proud of having mowed their way through stuff written for high school age kids so they can go see the movies. Not that you shouldn't do that, I just kind of wonder if we're all just kids to the point of it getting a little ridiculous that we don't read, you know, adult fiction.
Then again, what classifies itself as adult fiction? Does it all have to be like Tom Clancy or really deep, disturbing stuff to be "adult"? Do Star Wars novels count as adult or as Young Adult? I'm thinking stuff like the Heir to the Empire trilogy and such - things that could've been made into further Star Wars sequels, but instead we're stuck with the tripe that's still being marketed to high schoolers.
I guess if Adult Fiction is stuff like the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, I don't know if I'd want to be an adult, either. Why does stuff have to be deeply disturbing and such if it's going to be labeled as something geared for adults? Or is this more a commentary on how our standards are dropping to the point where what was read by kids 50 years ago is stuff that 15 year olds are struggling through?
I mean, take a look at the Chronicles of Narnia. Those books were written for kids, yet when I read through them, I was drawing things out of there as an adult that really spoke to me. Did they speak to my younger self and I could still hear the words echoing through time, or am I really identifying with literature meant for school age kids?
Maybe my jokes about being illiterate are starting to be a bit more true than I'm comfortable with.