So I should really be NaNoing write now (ha ha see what I did there) but I'm stuck. That's typical; absolutely nothing new about being stuck. It's the norm. This time it's a different kind of stuck; it's the kind of stuck that leaves me wishing instead of doing. Feeling totally capable but incapable at the same time, and it is awful. So enough of my misery, that's why I decided to poke around here.
On Friday night I went to the play my school was putting on, and it was really awesome! It was Frankenstein and they did really great making it creepy and sad and best of all...they made me curious. Frankenstein is a classic and even though I haven't read the book (YET) I have heard really great things about it. I have heard about the questions it leaves about humanity and visions of a person.
In the directors note he said "Great literature makes us think". I have not only heard that from him but I have interpreted it from Veronica Roth's blog post. What better way to think than to be left with questions, about the book or yourself or, best of all, about humanity.
Classics are usually books that leave questions, sometimes more questions than answers. They aren't just books that a person enjoys to read but they secretly make you think about the, typically tragic, ending.
Through the few classics I've read so far I am left with a question at each ending. In The Great Gatsby I was left with questions about hope. For The Scarlet Letter it was about forgiveness and sins. In A Streetcar Named Desire the question I'm left with is when has someone done so much wrong that they don't deserve a second chance?
These classics leave questions that you may never be able to answer. They are typically notorious for pushing boundaries, in general, in their endings, or in their hidden questions. However these classics are what has shaped our society to what it is today and they have set standards for modern literature.
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