Road Trip Wednesday is a “Blog Carnival,” where YA Highway’s contributors post a weekly writing- or reading-related question and answer it on our own blogs. You can hop from destination to destination and get everybody’s unique take on the topic.
To participate, just answer the prompt on your own blog and leave a link in the comments at YA Highway.
This week’s prompt:
What books were you obsessed with as a kid?
When I was a kid, I was obsessed with Edgar Allan Poe. I discovered my father’s sophisticated, black-fabric-bound volume of Poe stories in sixth grade and remember reading “The Murders in the Rue Morgue” during SSR (Sustained Silent Reading) in Mrs. W’s English class.
Ms. W was the worst teacher ever. She was gruff and gaunt, and she wore a whistle like a necklace. She stood outside her doorway between classes, blowing that whistle in our ears if we didn’t walk fast enough.
She also blew her whistle in class, swore at students, and flung our lunches across the room when she got angry—and she was angry often. But that wasn’t why she was the worst teacher ever.
Ms. W was the worst teacher ever because when she saw me reading “The Murders in the Rue Morgue” in my father’s sophisticated, black-fabric-bound volume, she told me that Poe was too advanced for SSR. I couldn’t possibly comprehend his stories, and their subject matter was inappropriate for girls anyway.
Well, I showed her. For the rest of the year, all of my creative writing stories featured crazy people, dungeons, murder, and crows.