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[richtermom]

Okay, I'm gonna do this one. We have a whole room devoted to books, with huge liberal sprinkles of additional shelving throughout the house (probably at least one three-foot shelf in every room) plus a few boxes in the garage (oh, THAT'S where fiction went!) and more coming in all the time, plus more lent out than would fit were they returned. (

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[morrisa]

There's eight I haven't read, including the Harry Potter cluster-muck. Goodness knows I tried, but really. You, Ms. Rowling, are no C.S. Lewis. I'm surprised I did so well with this list, as I haven't been reading as much in the last couple of years, having developed an unfortunately voracious crossword addiction for my pre-bed quiet time, but English majors have to read an awful lot in college, don'tchewknow, which explains why I can actually boast the complete works of Shakespeare. I have to say, they're idiots to have "A Suitable Boy", which is simply large, not what I'd call deep, and "Memoirs of a Geisha," which is written by a white man who can't get inside the head of either a Japanese person OR a woman, never mind a geisha, anywhere NEAR Shakespeare. Just because they're recent, popular, and they're not bodice-ripper romances doesn't make them good. If you're going to go for long just for the sake of it, why not Proust? And if you're going to go for men who are writing women, why not Clarissa by Samuel Richardson? And

[richtermom]

My garage?

:^)

Yeah. Some of the list was like "YES, I want to read this soon!" but a lot of it was like, eh.

At least it didn't have The Aspern Papers; I'd have to confess that I COULDN'T MAKE IT PAST THE THIRD PAGE.

I just couldn't. It was assigned senior year, couldn't do it then, and I tried again in the past few years, and I. Just. Couldn't.