Tuesday, March 25, 2008

The scaaaarrrrryyy Mr Stine

My son's "favourite author" (his words) is profiled in the NY Times.

He gobbles those books up at a rate of about 4 or 5 per week – which may be a conservative estimate. He has a box – a war-surplus crate that used to hold grenades or something – in which he keeps them all. And trips to Value Village are always being requested, because he knows he can pick up half a dozen of the books for about two dollars. He has already started to eye the Stephen King paperbacks on the adult shelves – It being of particular interest. (Killer clowns? Sign him up.)

Some kids go through a kind of "reading puberty" just before the onset of real puberty. Even kids who are book-friendly from the moment they can hold one can go through a spurt that looks almost manic. My own is acting like a little pothead when it comes to reading – there's very little that can get his attention when he's on the stuff. I knew a kid, who is in her mid-teens now, who used to lock herself in a lit, walk-in closet in the basement of her house and spend the entire day reading in her pajamas. The losses in Vitamin D exposure, exercise, and basic socialization are outweighed by the benefits of getting in the habit early. Everyone knows that the fat, pasty-faced weirdos become the cool kids later on. Or sex offenders. But you have roll the dice.

3 comments:

Sarah Williams said...

When I was 8 or 9, I read The Catcher in the Rye. Why? Because in Teen Beat, Kirk Cameron stated that it was his favourite book. He turned into a Jesus wacko and I turned into a book editor. So I guess the conclusion is that Teen Beat and Growing Pains changed my life.

Panic said...

If he likes the Stine, see if you can find some Christopher Pike for him. Far superior, in my opinion.

And also, I'm totally one of the cool kids now. Myup.

Rob in Victoria said...

"Everyone knows that the fat, pasty-faced weirdos become the cool kids later on. "

How much later?