“Sonnet 71″ by William Shakespeare
Today is the anniversary of William Shakespeare’s death (the 396th anniversary to be precise), so to honor the occasion in some small way I made this week’s poem “Sonnet 71″.
Today is the anniversary of William Shakespeare’s death (the 396th anniversary to be precise), so to honor the occasion in some small way I made this week’s poem “Sonnet 71″.
Get ready everyone– Big Brother will soon have its sight on you once again.
Break out the party hats! It’s time to take a look at which famous authors were born in March.
This charmingly bespectacled dog is here to let you know that I’m going to be taking a brief pause from the website while I move Page Pulp headquarters across the country.
I’m going to be taking some time off , but I wanted to leave you with a little extra message of Christmas cheer. Here are a few random things that help define the holiday season.
It’s November, which means it’s time to give thanks (for new book releases).
While reading some articles about Banned Book Week, I came across the American Library Association’s list of books that were challenged and/or banned in 2010-2011.
October is approaching, so it’s time to take a look at what authors were born in the tenth month.
September is coming to a close, so it’s time to check out what books are being released next month. Here are ten of October’s new releases.
In honor of Banned Book week (Sept. 24- Oct. 1st), this week’s poem comes from Shel Silverstein’s frequently banned book of poetry, A Light in The Attic.
“To learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a spark.”
- Victor Hugo,
“All morning I struggled with the sensation of stray wisps of one world seeping through the cracks of another. Do you know the feeling when you start reading a new book before the membrane of the last one has had time to close behind you? You leave the previous book with ideas and themes -- characters even -- caught in the fibers of your clothes, and when you open the new book, they are still with you.”
― Diane Setterfield
"Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another's skin, another's voice, another's soul.”
― Joyce Carol Oates