One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. I read the book while I was in high school. It was required for some class, I don't remember which one.
Though I do remember being in high school. Good thing. A few years ago, I wrote three books for a series about couples who attend a twenty fifth high school reunion. While doing a blog tour to promote those books, I was asked about the research I did for the series.
Here's part of my answer.
The high school years are, by and large, a universal experience. One we alternately consider the greatest time of our life and the very worst. Making impulsive, peer driven and possibly incorrect choices. Trying to have a good time and be yourself and feeling that the self you are is totally inadequate. Always wishing you looked different or were more like someone else. Wanting so badly to have people accept you, and hurting when they don't seem to. Being in the enviable position of having a shiny bright future in front of you. Then, twenty years later, some of those same sterling promises may have become tarnished over time. The life we actually lived, while fulfilling, didn't unfold exactly as we wanted. Yet because we were able to make adjustments to what was dished out to us, we've come away with a certain wisdom gained from having navigated through them. Oh yeah, I knew all about that. Suffice it to say, much of my research took place in my head and in my own life.
So how about you? Were your years in high school the best of times or the worst of times?
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