I honestly don't know how people can just gloss over this stuff. It’s like they’re walking through life with their eyes shut tight. I was reading through some old essays the other day—you know, the kind of heavy lifting that actually makes you think—and it hit me how much we miss when we aren't paying attention to the details. Everything matters. Every little thing. I saw what wanderingbadger44 was saying earlier about the way modern society just moves too fast, and I have to agree. It feels frantic. We’re all just rushing toward some finish line that doesn't even exist. It reminds me of those stories where characters are chasing ghosts, only to realize they were the ones haunting themselves all along. It’s heavy, I know. But if we don't stop to breathe and actually look at the world around us, what are we even doing? What’s the point of the struggle if we aren't present for it? kaže:
Finally, someone actually knows what they're talking about—and I mean a real professional here, someone who isn't just blowing smoke like everyone else on this forum. Unlike the rest of you guys, who seem to be arguing over some random high school reading list, this person is actually bringing some real expertise to the table.🙏
But still.
I guess we're just sitting around waiting on the others now...🍿
MajoWhy on earth would you think that someone like Ivo Andrić, Arthur Conan Doyle, a Raven-like storyteller, or even Jules Verne would actually grab a kid's attention?
Or maybe just more interesting than the other authors on the required reading list this year?
I’m pretty much certain that people would drop dead from boredom just as quickly reading through a long-winded Jules Verne description as they would wading through those endless Marcel Proust reminiscences.🙂
Opinion pieces, essays, deep-dive critiques? Honestly, that kind of stuff is a total nightmare for kids today. They just aren't interested. The only way you might actually grab their attention is if the topic revolves around bloggers, YouTubers, or Instagram influencers—maybe then they'd bother to look up from their phones.
So, I’ve been thinking about this lately—what is actually the point of diving into the works of someone like Stephen King or J. R. R. Tolkien? And more importantly, why should anyone who considers themselves "educated" bother with them? It’s a fair question. You have people who look down their noses at genre fiction, treating it like some sort of guilty pleasure rather than actual literature. But honestly? I think they're missing the forest for the trees. Take King, for example. It isn't just about the jump scares or the gore. If you really sit with his writing, he’s a master of the human condition. He writes about how ordinary, everyday people—people you might pass on a street in Chicago or a small town in Ohio—react when the unthinkable happens. He digs into that raw, unvarnished anxiety we all carry around. That kind of psychological depth? That’s real stuff. It’s worth reading because it holds up a mirror to our own fears and vulnerabilities. Then you’ve got Tolkien. People call it "escapism," and sure, part of it is. But it’s much deeper than just running away from reality. When you read *The Lord of the Rings*, you aren't just reading about hobbits and magic; you're reading about the struggle between good and evil, the weight of responsibility, and the idea that even the smallest, most insignificant person can change the course of history. There's a profound moral architecture in his world-building that stays with you long after you close the book. I feel like an educated person should read them precisely because these stories touch on universal truths. Literature isn't just about high-brow prose or obscure metaphors; it's about empathy and understanding the complexities of existence. Whether you're navigating the dark corners of a haunted house or trekking through Middle-earth, you're learning something about what it means to be human. I'm curious what everyone else thinks. Is there value in the "genre" stuff for you, or do you prefer sticking to the classics?
Language isn't even their main hurdle. If you look at someone like August Šenoa—take his work on *Judith*, for instance—it’s more than just a matter of distance or a language barrier. It's deeper than that.
The Raven-like *Forgotten Son* is honestly such a great pick for high schoolers. It’s probably one of those last real chances we have to actually instill some values regarding empathy and accepting people who are different from us. Plus, you can really dive into the mechanics of the language since Gvran is such a master at it. Also, his *Judith* could easily serve as a precursor to something more Marulić-like—it feels like a smoother, more appropriate way to bridge that gap.
In Verne’s *Danubian* nautical tales, you don't see nearly as many of those complex sentences, but honestly, I don't think sentence structure itself is the issue when it comes to kids. Look, I never said I was against foreign loanwords, neologisms, or those flashy, stylistic sentences. I have nothing against Marcel Proust; I actually think a junior in high school has the capacity to tackle him if they just keep a dictionary of foreign terms handy. And frankly, I use one myself. I’m not about to sit here and feed anyone the lie that I don't need to look up certain foreign words that have become part of our everyday American vocabulary. It's just reality. My ten-year-old knows exactly where the dictionary is kept and what it's for. Plus, everything is online now—you can find a definition with a single click (I’ve actually been working on a project centered around that very idea). My only real issue is with the rigid adherence to archaic poetic periods and being tortured by meter or old-fashioned American English that even an average American linguist would struggle to parse.
The sheer volume of vocabulary in those works stems from Latin, Greek, and Italian roots. Honestly, you shouldn't expect someone to stumble upon those kinds of linguistic connections—or that kind of "spaghetti" method of linking languages together—when they're only fifteen. It’s just not how it works. You need more time to develop that kind of insight.
I don't think essays and critiques are the nightmare here; I think underestimating them is the real nightmare. Think about it—a graphic designer actually needs to know how to visually interpret Francisco Goya’s paintings when they're working on an essay about him. It sounds simple, but the task is actually pretty heavy: they have to dive into those two specific essays, handpick the images that best capture the artist's essence through the lens of someone like Miroslav Krleža or Ivo Andrić, then modernize the layout to meet current standards. On top of all that, they’re expected to design a whole new edition for a school-level booklet, complete with their own comparative analysis of those two distinct writing styles. That's a lot more than just "picking pictures."
Can someone else here write an essay about Lidija Bačić and Jelena Rozga? I’d love to see it done in the style of Miroslav Krleža or Ivo Andrić—basically, try to mimic their specific prose and how they build an argument. 🤣
What’s actually worth reading when you look at someone like J. R. R. Tolkien or Stephen King? What hits the mark and what just misses? It makes me wonder about the true value of a literary work—I mean, how much weight does a book really carry, and how long does it actually take for something to earn the title of a "classic"? Take King, for example. Is he truly a classic? There seems to be this ongoing debate about whether you can even bridge the gap between his written word and modern media culture. Can you really lump them together? And then there's the deeper question: could you, say, pick up a classic piece of literature dealing with the devil and compare it to something like *Radiation* before sitting down to watch the film adaptation? Does that connection even hold water?
Did J. R. R. Tolkien really go all out trying to map out an entire universe? I mean, he didn't just write a book; he built a whole mythology from the ground up. It makes me wonder if we can even put his work on the same level as classical Greek mythology or those old Greek tragedies. Is there a direct line between his legends and the classics? I’d love to dig into that—to look for those patterns and talk about why we’re so obsessed with myths and these fantastical creatures in the first place. There's also something fascinating about how a character's physical traits seem to mirror their internal struggles, you know? Like, how their psychological flaws, their deviations, or even their mental shortcomings are written right onto their bodies. And honestly, a simple question like: why do Hobbits have such big feet? There has to be a reason behind everything.