I hate being cynical. I even hate that I’m going to be making some critical comments about a well known classic. But quite simply, everything is different to different people. I unfortunately did not really enjoy reading through The Catcher in the Rye. I of course apologize to this well renowned classic novel. And also to those that enjoy this work. But for me, I sigh, because it did not do anything for me. I lacked anticipation to keep turning pages, and couldn’t wait for the final page to be turned. I struggled to grasp myself into the story, and follow along with seeing where things were going. The introduction of characters was not clear for me, and the progression of events felt sloppy and almost useless in some parts. In fact, if someone asked me to explain what this novel was about, I would almost have to say, I don’t know.
I loved being taken back in time, to the more vintage american feel. Exploring the rugged and wild times in New York City. I definitely connected with Holden (not referencing to Australian motor cars here) when he went night clubbing on a wild night for him. It was definitely fascinating to see an experience like that through his eyes. One other thing that would definitely be a positive for this, was the language and way characters were portrayed. I could almost say that Holden was providing a tutorial to readers for chatting up girls, and picking fights with flatmates. He introduced me to some new words for my vocabulary like “Necking”, “Chrissake” and “Crumby-like”. With all of that being said, I have to ask myself; Why am I being critical of something that is published by one of the largest publishing houses in the world? Well, because I have an opinion. And I don’t want to make false statements of admiration for something that simply, doesn’t do it for me. Perhaps I’m acting too much like someone of my age, and not appreciating things of a classic nature. And maybe that means I need to wear some different glasses when reading, have a fresh look at novels that have built up such a bold reputation.
– Michael Topschij.
Spent some time writing a small entry for a local competition. Thought it may be worth or of interest to share. Enjoy.
There’s some inherit limitation to my age that seems like the entire world is pushed down on restricting what I can achieve. It’s as if I’m permanently locked away until the numbers on my birth certificate are acceptable to the people that matter. My failure to stay in the hotel near Annabel seemed to be the final straw in my building frustration. Am I too young, have I grown up too fast? Every single thing, that is of value to me right now, is plainly and simply out of reach.
“I could just ask my parents, we do have a spare room.”
“Anna, your Mom and Dad have already expressed a really big objection to the fact that we are going out. The fact that I am traveling to visit you will be yet another thing I’m sure will spark them off. Then your asking for me to stay, with you… Surely you can imagine every single thing that your dad will say.”
“It’s so frustrating. They don’t want us to be going out, because of what, our age? Does our age indicate our maturity?”
“Maybe I’m too young to be in love with you.” She paused for a moment and looked to the ground. Her hand pushed her hair behind her ear, whilst a smile came upon her face. There was nothing untoward about that, but I always adored when she did such a thing.
“You know how I feel when you use that word.” She replied.
“It makes you smile. As long as it continues to do just that, I will continue to use that word.”
“And that’s how I know you’re old enough.”
“Not that word, it’s how you choose, to use it.”
“If only the world thought like you. If only, I wasn’t seventeen.”
Well, the beginning is here. It’s one of those posts that need to be made, even though, they aren’t of much use. I did some thinking on what the purpose of the blog would be. And quite simply, I think it could be somewhere to write (Insert “Really? No S***” comment here). To be more specific, you write novels, and then you write things that aren’t novels. And I think this is the perfect platform for that. I remember reading one of my favorite novels by author Jennifer Niven called All The Bright Places. It slightly sparked the interest in the world of blogging. The character Violet blogged, and it reminded me, blogging is actually quite fun.
In all honesty, I’ve blogged before. I feel unexcited about the reputation. But sometimes, you have to ignore that and realize it’s part of you. Quite simply, a game by the name of “Club Penguin“. I played it for many years, and it even contributed to the corporate work that I do now. But I actually blogged about that very game! It was something that I enjoyed when I was younger for quite a few years. I don’t despise it or regret it, but I’m glad to have moved on at the age of 20.
I do not imagine that this will be somewhere that I’ll be making posts every day, with the goal of building an exuberant following. But rather making posts when the need is there. When something needs to be said, or thoughts need to be shared.
– Michael Topschij.