I won't be giving these gentleman an adequate introduction. The broken space bar on my laptop is proving to be more obnoxious than the missing Y and arrow keys. I removed the space bar key so I didn't have to typelikethis (the other keys were lost thanks to dropping my Shakespeare anthology on my computer...twice). Now I can't get the damn thing back on. Without the space bar, I need to hit this tiny sensor and that can only (painstakingly) be done using my right index finger.
It's too bad that this fragment of The List has so little introduction. There are so many enjoyable reads, both heady and hysterical (sometimes simultaneously). Can you tell that my infatuations tend to be literary?
Modern Fiction by Men
Bless Me, Ultima by Rudolfo Anaya
The Eyre Affair by Jasper Fforde
A Spot of Bother by Mark Haddon
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting by Milan Kundera
The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera
Amsterdam by Ian McEwan
Black Dogs by Ian McEwan
Saturday by Ian McEwan
Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal by Christopher Moore
Practical Demonkeeping by Christopher Moore
The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove by Christopher Moore
Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami
Running in the Family by Michael Ondaatje (technically an autobiography, but reads like fiction and it's Ondaatje for crying out loud)
Diary by Chuck Palahniuk
Another Roadside Attraction by Tom Robbins
Jitterbug Perfume by Tom Robbins
Still Life with Woodpecker by Tom Robbins
Cinnamon Gardens by Shyam Selvadurai
5 comments:
Enough with this witch hunt, I've been accused! Dammit Crow, GIVE ME MY NAME!
Uh... I mean, I have one of your books sorry!
Just one?
Since I'm Henry the Honest, it's the Mark Haddon book. I liked it a lot, however, the main character I found to be extremely annoying. I know, I know, call me insensitive BUT *refrains from commenting in public forum* I'll tell you later.
Send you back to the 50's with your dirty little lists. You got a pillow with McCarthy's face on it. Don't ya Crow?
you're right, I have a few others, or maybe just one. Do I get something for being honest?
Ugh, tell me about it. I was feeling like a tyrant by post #2.
I can only think of two books on the list with your name on it. I think your beloved roomie's got you beat.
For your honesty, dear Henry, you may hang onto Code of the Woosters. I also promise not to smack you with the book about the mentally disabled boy even if it is tempting to think about.
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