Welcome to Lost Generation Reader! My name is Jenna. I’m an English Writing graduate from a fabulous Minnesota university. I also have a Certificate in Publishing. I’ve been working at a natural health company (vitamins & stuff) for over seven years and currently work as an Web Copywriter/Proofreader. While Fargo is home, I plan on moving away for new experiences…you know, eventually.

Now, the other important stuff. Books. I love books. Books love me. Yes, books have feelings. They have souls. I guess that means I read people’s souls for a living. I also create souls. You know, because I’m a writer. Be careful, it’s a dangerous field. You must never take a soul for granted, whether reading or writing it.

Since I haven’t gotten far on my personal soul-creating journey, let me talk about fellow soul creators whom I admire. In no particular order, some of my favorites are Ian McEwan, Kazuo Ishiguro, JK Rowling, Charles Dickens, Charlotte Bronte, Jane Austen, Ernest Hemingway, and F. Scott Fitzgerald. If you like any of them, let’s talk.

I intend to have a focus on reading and writing with this blog, including book reviews, giveaways, and discussions. I will also share some of my own work from time to time. Being an avid ranter, you will most likely see posts that have nothing to do with books. I am also a fan of traveling and plan to eventually share some stories and pictures from my journeys.

What does “Lost Generation Reader” mean?

While having her car serviced, artist patron Gertrude Stein overheard the garage owner telling his young mechanic that he was part of a génération perdue, or lost generation. She told the story to Ernest Hemingway, stating, “That is what you are. That’s what you all are … all of you young people who served in the war. You are a lost generation.” Hemingway included the last sentence as an epigraph in his novel, The Sun Also Rises.

While the phrase “Lost Generation” classifies a generation of youth, it has a special connotation in the literary world. Writers created a new literary culture that captured the futile spirit of the times after the Great War. This generation included distinguished artists such as Ernest Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, T.S. Eliot, and John Dos Passos. Much like he and his contemporaries, Hemingway’s protagonists tended to be honest men who lost hope and faith in modern society.

Gertrude Stein’s home in Paris. This image is used in the blogs header/banner.

Why does the Lost Generation interest me?

I will be the first to admit that I tend to read more books by European (mainly English) writers than American writers. I grew up feeling more connected to Bronte, Dickens, and Shakespeare than I did Twain, Steinbeck, and Dickinson. While the Lost Generation consisted primarily of American writers, they too tended to prefer the European lifestyle, so to me this connection only makes sense. I sometimes forget that these writers are Americans. Sometimes.

I also feel that every young generation can be considered “lost” compared to older generations. Youth oftentimes question the way things are done, and they have no shame in stating why their way would be better despite their lack of experience in the world. They oftentimes disagree with modern society and claim that change is essential. Younger generations of every generation are lost because they do not yet have the power to make the rules. I am nearing the end of this generation, but I am proud to have lived in it and respect those who take the time and effort to grow rather than expect the world to change for them.

It is not a crime in today’s world to be lost, for it is in the journey from lost to found that we learn who we truly are. For writers, we find ourselves through our literature, through reading and writing. We create what we want to be the truth, even if it is a dream or a lie, and our characters oftentimes reflect our own beliefs.

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  1. Love the idea, will look forward to posts! 🙂

  2. I’m really glad I came across your blog. I too love Charles Dickens, although I wasn’t a huge fan of The Old Curiosity Shop. A Tale of Two Cities, on the other hand, is incredible.

  3. Great blog! I appreciate all the great books you discuss. BTW, from which fabulous Minnesota university did you graduate? I teach at one of them (a very small one).

    • Thank you! I graduated from Minnesota State University in Moorhead. I see on your blog that you are at Concordia. Is that affiliated with the Concordia in Moorhead?

      • We often get confused with that Concordia, but we actually have no relationship to each other, except for both being Lutheran.

        Nice to connect with another (kind of/almost) Minnesotan.

      • Likewise! I’m always surprised when I “meet” another blogger from anywhere near my location, haha. And I look forward to your Austen post! 🙂

      • P.S. I’ll probably be doing an Austen post as part of your August Austen event. I did a post on Austen on my blog a few months ago as well (called “Why Jane Austen rocks”),

  4. I read a lot too. I used to have a group of woman (10) my age that discossed one book at a time with a literature teacher who explained us the time when that particular book was written and talked about the author and then we all shared our thoughts about what we experienced reading the book. I had to quit my precious “class” when I moved to the US. I miss it. specialy because I love to read and now I don’t know how to choose a good book. I’ve read all the authors you mentioned and several latin writters too. What book would you recommend the most?

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