I’m too old for R.L. Stine. Sort of stating the obvious there, but bear with me. My first encounter with his books wasn’t through Goosebumps, like so many of my fellow library workers, but rather through his Fear Street series. When I was in high school I had a real penchant for Christopher Pike, and so a run in with R.L. Stine was inevitable. It was my little sister, six years younger than me, who was caught up in the true thrill of Stine-o-mania. So it’s a little ironic that I’ve moderated...
Published on June 29, 2022 21:00