Ravings of an Undead Cheese Minion

This isn’t a professional review. This isn’t an unbiased review, or even a particularly good review. Heck, I wouldn’t even call this a review. This is just a little explanation as to why I don’t like this book. It is hastily written and not well-proofread, because I am supposed to be doing homework right now. Also, there are spoilers. Duh. I read this book in Honors English my freshman year of high school. And I read it again for my Beginning Novel class in college. I’m glad that we read it, but my opinion on it hasn’t changed. First off, I’m going to say that the setting is very well done. I may not like Steinbeck very much, but he can certainly paint a picture with words. I’m also going to say that the characters are well done, too. To me, they felt pretty real. At least for the most part. And Steinbeck certainly knows how to foreshadow, and use literary devices effectively. Ultimately, I will say that reading the book has made me a better writer, and it’s taught me some in

Once upon a time, partway through college, I thought that I was interested in goth subculture. As someone who appreciated the darker side of life, I toyed with the idea of becoming part of it. After all, I liked graveyards and ghosts and spooky things and listening to Evanescence. That's pretty goth, right? I definitely wasn't emo. Some of the music is okay. But those hairstyles and colors are awful. No thanks! It's important to note that I never actually dressed like a goth. I do like to wear all black on occasion, but makeup and eyeshadow to make myself look pale? Haha, no. Some of those goth ladies are positively beautiful, but the males look too androgynous for my tastes.  Anyway, I spent a few days researching the subculture, and found that I actually don't fit into it very well. The "goth" bands that I listen to are certainly gloomy: Evanescence, Nightwish, Woods of Ypres, Cradle of Filth, Emilie Autumn, The Birthday Massacre, A Pale Horse