Scarlet Letter, I remember seething in class reading this. I was like what the fuck kind of shit is that crap.
Steinbeck, no one on this good green earth needs to read two whole pages dedicated to a simple tree description. No one! Unless you’re a botanist and that’s your porn thing.
Hemingway, same for your shark adventure, did you copy and paste those pages by accident because it felt never-ending. Maybe some fisherman’s wet dream but hard pass.
Moby Dick, okay the story wasn’t bad but seriously…..that many pages. Few books merit that many. Hugo, Phantom, and such but I really saw a bit of bloat on some of those fishing scenes. Maybe that’s the non fisher in me but when I was trying to get by doing as little homework as I could all that typeface wasn’t doing me any favors.
*1984, I read it as an adult. It shook me profoundly, but doesn’t it feel very much like what is actually going on in China, except the people there are a bit smarter than the populace in the book. At the time I read it 15 years aho it already seemed plausible and probable but now I feel it actually is closer to reality than ever, if not full blown there.
Jane Austin, I’ve never been so turned on by Victorian age white people. Romance in “proper” English people. (Like I know what I’m talking about.)
But if we mention English it reminds me of leather and crops and we can’t not mention Anne Rice’s sex trilogy. Hubba hubba. Way before I knew what porn was there was this ode to BDSM fun. My first glimpse into it and boy did it set the bar too high. Lol But little did I know how far I would one day get, with room for even more growth. 😉