So, I suddenly realised that high school was ten years ago. Feels odd to think of it that way, you know. One cannot help but think about everything that has changed over the past decade.
Strangely enough, I don’t think much has.
I remember some of my friends were in too great of a hurry to grow up. They were serious and practical about life. They seemed to have interests in stocks and real estate and what not. They had plans. They had ambition.
I did not.
I liked living in a world of my own. I liked reading fantasy stories. I liked playing cute, crazy video games.
Some of my friends made fun of me for that. They thought I was immature and juvenile for enjoying the things I did.
I made fun of them for acting like middle-aged men. I thought they immature and juvenile for chasing something far in the distance and not enjoying what lay in front of them.
So, how are things now?
I like creating worlds of my own. I like writing fantasy stories. I like developing cute, crazy video games.
At its core, not a lot has changed. I am the same person I was. I like the same things I did.
I have just turned my talents into skills and my passions into professions.
I would like to believe I have grown up without growing old, and I am quite proud of it.
How correct am I, though? Let us check back in another ten years, shall we?
by H. G. Wells
“We are always getting away from the present moment. Our mental existence, which are immaterial and have no dimensions, are passing along the Time-Dimension with a uniform velocity from the cradle to the grave.”
—The Time Traveller
Okay, let me start off by stating quite frankly that I am not very fond of time travel. I would not like to discuss its scientific plausibility; it is far beyond my realm of expertise.
However, if popular science fiction is any indicator, it would probably cause quite a lot of trouble. Just refer to Flashpoint, and you will see what I mean.
H. G. Wells is, along with Jules Verne, often considered the Father of Science Fiction, responsible for coining the term “time-machine”, and the subsequent popularisation of the entire concept of time-travel.
Considering the fact that it was published in 1895, the scientific and logical accuracy of his work makes it all the more impressive. Continue reading Book of the Week #23:
by Henry Cecil
“And anyone can avoid going to prison under a judgement summons by going bankrupt?”
“Quite correct,” said Henry.
“Then why doesn’t everyone do that?”
“Several reasons. Some people can’t raise the ten pounds to go bankrupt.”
“So a man with ten pounds can avoid going to prison and a man without can’t?”
Makes much sense? Not really, right? Well, that is how the law works. Or used to work… And that is a reason why this writer is still highly popular among lawyers.
You see, there are many great authors who only manage to leave a fleeting impression on the fickle minds that make up our society, and are thereby eventually relegated to a niche audience.
Unfortunately, such is the case of Henry Cecil. While his books may have once commanded praise from even the likes of P.G. Wodehouse, his popularity, or the lack thereof, does not do justice to the quality of his works. Continue reading Book of the Week #22:
by Miguel de Cervantes
When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams — this may be madness — and the maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!
Okay, after the short detour, we return to the realm of literary heavyweights. And what book to begin with better than Don Quixote, often referred to as first significant European novel of the Modern Age.
I often find writing about a book that carries such reputation to be quite daunting; and often equally unnecessary, since everything that does need to be said about such books already has been, and by great minds than myself.
However, with this one, I will make an exception, because it is my personal connection to the story that makes it special… Continue reading Book of the Week #21: