JFM - A Novel Approach

DAY 201 - 26/20/7 - Growing up, I was never a fan of summer reading. I didn't mind reading during autumn or winter, but summer was for climbing trees and playing with sticks.  If all I read on vacation were the plaques at museums, then that would be enough for me. I wanted adventure, so I dreaded the moment  when Mom would sit me down and put a book in my hand. That's how I'd always know when summer was over—blue skies blocked by a required schoolbook .  After I graduated, I could choose what I wanted to read, but not necessarily when I wanted. These days, I don't read for grades. I read to get more books. My local library holds a summer reading BINGO. If I read a certain type of book, I can check off its corresponding square. Some are easy, such as "reread your favorite." Last year, these squares led me to some amazing novels. I didn't know how much I'd appreciate Act I of Little Women.  However, I was underwhelmed by this romance I did for "genr...

DAY 188 - 26/7/7 - The summer heat sizzled on the library's sidewalk, and the gentleman I was talking with wasn't satisfied with my answer. He and I were walking in a crowd that just watched the movie musical 1776 . The story ended on a somber note, which confused me. The gentleman, however, crossed his arms and said, " We can't be sure how those events happened." I gladly replied, "We can. The founding fathers wrote letters and there are a ton of corroborated accounts about that first Independence Day." The gentleman stopped. Without emphasis, he said, "Well, none of us were there." He shook my hand and walked off. "None of us were there." What a silly comment. Of course, none of us were there, but what does that prove? Are we unable to know what happened at an event simply because we didn't experience it? The logic is absurd, and I'll demonstrate that through these hypothetical texts: DAN: Hey babe. How is the concert? MARG...