"Immersion in the life of the world, a willingness to be inhabited by and to speak for others, including those beyond the realm of the human, these are the practices not just of the bodhisattva but of the writer." --Jane Hirshfield

Monday, March 31, 2008

It's Not You, It's Your Books.

No, it's you.

Compatibility in reading taste
, and "the romantic tragedy of our age."

Do you agree:

Sussing out a date’s taste in books is “actually a pretty good way — as a sort of first pass — of getting a sense of someone."

“If you’re a person who loves Alice Munro and you’re going out with someone whose favorite book is ‘The Da Vinci Code,’ perhaps the flags of incompatibility were there prior to the big reveal.”


“It’s really great if you find a guy that reads, period.”

“Generally, if a guy had read a book in the last year, or ever, that was good enough.”

Compatibility in reading taste is a “luxury”.... The goal is “to find somebody where your perversions match and who you can stand.”

I agree with the last goal. I'm not sure I ever had a boyfriend with compatible reading tastes. After all, isn't reading a very private thing? More so even than fantasy?

Guys, please note that the quotes above were not meant to impugn your reading inclinations. Those were just the ones I could use easily. Women who read the wrong books or who don't laugh while reading also get their comeuppance in the article.


Ollie said...

Yes, it's a romantically tragic age! Let's all read the same books and not have crazy, addiction-ridden lives -- addicted to war, to oil, to plastic bags that gather in the Pacific and end up in the food chain.

Dream on!

Dee said...

It's funny that people carry only certain books in public. I remember reading on the subway and being aware of that -- not wanting to carry anything embarrassing. Now I don't care that much, but people do make judgments. That seems to be the whole point of going out of the house in NYC, to see if you measure up.