It's been such a tumultuous year for this poor blog that I won't bother apologizing for mere weeks of silence. At the end of the quarter it seems like all I do is grade. But sometimes grading is fun.
Take, for instance, this assortment of annotations from the last page of Oscar Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray:
- Dorian = dead. (I found this exact note in multiple books.)
- Suicide?!
- He kills the painting and becomes who he was meant to be.
- oh snap.
- Picture perfect! (This is actually a relatively advanced pun -- summary here.)
- WOW
- What? How?
- Totally Gothic.
- The End.
The theory is that if I can get them to speak to literature, literature might just answer back. Regardless, as they fight their way through with such charming incredulity and sarcasm, I do enjoy being a fly on the wall.
