First and foremost,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, EDGAR ALLAN POE!
I know we just celebrated A.A. Milne’s birthday yesterday, but I have no control over the birth of my faves. So, let’s get this show on the road!
Now, I would be remiss if I didn’t give this man his props. It’s no secret that Edgar Allan Poe ranks supreme when it comes to presenting the macabre with eloquence and grace. He also ranks supreme in my heart (seriously, I’m obsessed with the man). I admit that I was never really much of a poetry fanatic, and that will probably never change. However, I instantly fell in love with the dark writings of Poe in my junior high years.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Like many others when first discovering the Father of Mystery, I got snagged by pieces such as The Tell-Tale Heart (the first thing I recall reading), The Raven (oh, come on, “Nevermore” is just fun to “quoth” every once in a while), and Annabel Lee. The obsession was grossly exaggerated from the first moment, leading me to The Fall of the House of Usher and The Cask of Amontillado. Hell, I even performed The Masque of the Red Death multiple times for a speech competition (I didn’t win, but I like to think I struck some fear into the hearts of my fellow competitors).
Now, I get super excited when kids do their reports on him in school and fangirl scream whenever a current work of fiction gives a subtle nod to him or his works. Like… There was an epigraph of The Raven at the beginning of Stiefvater’s The Raven Boys, and I’m half-convinced that’s the main reason I loved that book as much as I do. Anywhos…
Join me in celebrating this glorious day by grabbing up your favorite EAP work (or discovering something new)!