|Did I mention I went to the New Yorker Festival last week?|
|Modern fears of overpopulation and scarcity of resources.|
|Young adult literature is getting out of hand.|
In a fit of pique, with the knowledge that October was almost half over and all I'd done was watch a mediocre Roman Polanski movie called "The Ninth Gate," I found myself online, asking the Internet to recommend stuff that was scary, but not too scary, maybe feminist, and wasn't about zombies or vampires or werewolves or romance (I hate romance books, but that's a post for another time). And you know what you get with those search criteria?
|My other middle school obsession!|
|"I only wish I had more time to seek out the Dark Forces and join their hellish crusade."|
|Thank goodness it was a random lottery and not based on something like skill or talent.|
Last Friday, I was a different kind of witch altogether. My school held a Harry Potter-themed fall festival for the students, and I got to dress up to work one of the tables. Or rather, the BF dressed me. I don't know how to tie a Windsor knot, though I may have to learn, because I got a lot of compliments on my outfit at work that day.
|My beard was also especially luxurious.|
Probably just lots and lots of reading. Seventeen books, what was I thinking? "The Craft" is on Netflix Instant, for heaven's sake!