Hmmm

Over the last couple of school days, I’ve come to the conclusion that maybe commercial fiction isn’t as amazing as I thought it was. Commercial literature seems like the only category I’ve ever read. Sure literary  books aren’t amazing, but they generate thoughts that have never before entered my mind. Having to think about why a character in a book does something is beginning to be somewhat entertaining to me. I’ve only ever read stories with clear cut endings, where no questions were left unanswered. It’s kind of nice to have a change of pace. For once I’m actually challenging myself to analyze what I read and come to my own conclusions. The fact that the motives behind events in the stories aren’t obvious seems to give the story a new sense of realism. I’m not being handed everything on a silver platter, and that feels nice. I feel like I’ve already grown as a reader and I honestly can’t wait to see what the future holds for me.