What it took me 25 years to understand about Shakespeare

  I remember reading it. But I didn’t understand it. And perhaps, as a 9th grader, that was okay. After all, William Shakespeare’s Hamlet – with its dark scenes, stilted language and odd (to a 15-year-old’s mind) soliloquies – paled in comparison to my teenage crush on Stephanie and my devotion to Roseville Raider football. Read More…

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