I need to talk about Ready Player One. I’ve needed to talk about it for weeks, nay, months. I’ve started and deleted a few posts because I am so frustrated with this book that I can’t get my thoughts together. So, I’m just going to jump in and I hope you’ll bare with me.
Ready Player One by Ernest Cline is one of the novels that my partner put on my sci-fi/fantasy reading list. It is a more recent novel, published in 2011 that captures nostalgia for 70’s and 80’s pop-culture, technology, and gaming. It also has a problem with gender and identity. Continue reading “Ready Player One: Gaming, Gender, and Identity”
This summer I found myself in a researching, reading, and writing haze. Caught behind stacks of books that threatened to bury me alive and the continued soft glow of a computer screen on my pale skin instead of warm summer sun, I began to think about what I might do with my time once this MRP business was over with. Most students go through this phase; we dream of other activities or careers as a means to escape the low points of academic solitude. I have known some people to book flights to far away locals in an attempt to out run the work load. There is something freeing about the idea of physically leaving behind all your books and edited pieces of paper. But, after about ten minutes of glancing at the price of European flights, I clicked those browser windows shut and took another route.
Continue reading “Blind Spots: Reading Outside My Comfort Zones”