Tag Archives: Divergent
In which I describe my tumultuous relationship with this series, my love of the YA genre and the problem with the third book.
As I struggle through volumes of John Donne and pages of the Medieval Welsh magical realism of The Mabinogion (?!), the light at the end of the tunnel is that glorious post-university beacon, when I know I will be able to read ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING I WANT. Now I say this as a student who […]