This week is eating me alive. Sorry is posting becomes sporadic for the rest of the month.
So quickly: Philip Pullman hates books written in present tense. That's cool. I hate narrow-minded people. You know, though, Pullman makes some valid points. But the deal is that present tense books have a place in the literary world. Especially YA. Pullman laments the lack of scope in present tense but that's the point and it's why it's so prevalent in YA. That's because teens often don't give a damn about the scope of their actions. They're tightly focused on their own lives. I know I was. I didn't think about my actions in a broader sense when I was that age. Shit, I still often done. But writing in that limited fashion helps teens connect to those particular stories.
I guess everyone's entitled to their opinions. And who knows, maybe next year we'll all be saying, "Pullman was right!" but I think to essentially dismiss a book because of the tense it uses is a bit narrow minded.
There's also be a huge Twitter campaign with the #Speak hashtag because some total nutjob wanted to ban the book SPEAK and TWENTY BOY SUMMER, claiming that speak, a book about rape, is pornography. Anyway, I've got a finger for Mr. Scroggins, the gentleman who posted the complaint, but I'd probably get in trouble for posting it. In the meantime, stand up for banned books. No one should be allowed to ban books. If you don't like them, don't read them. If you don't think other people should read them, explain to them why and then step back and let them decide for themselves. But never ever believe that you have the right to decide for someone else. That's just ridiculous.
Um...yeah. Not much else. This rambling post was brought to you by coffee.