Writing and reporting used to pay my bills.
Teaching is my new passion.
Trying to make education better in increments.
My diet soda consumption is far too high.
Sometimes, I write things here.
Have you ever seen/read/heard something so magnificent that it made you throw up your hands and admit your contributions to said genre were so woefully insignificant that just attempting to form them would be to profane the universe in a very significant way?
This book did it to me.
You might say, “Jim, a young-adult book about teenagers with cancer? That’s your undoing?”
Yes. It is. Not a crier by nature, I spent the last third of this book bawling. And laughing. But mainly bawling. But mainly laughing.
If John Green isn’t one of the five best novelists alive in America today… Well, just read the book and be prepared to experience the world as a sadder, but more magical place in the aftermath.