Oh, then I'm at, like, 12.1.
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
My mind is sort of boggling that there are that many books on a single list that I am unsure if I read. I did read MANY books in college, and as I was an English major who took classes in mainly 19th and 20th century lit and women's literature, I have at least been exposed to almost every single title.
I read 24 or so. I think Atwood's Cat's Eye should defintely be on there and it isn't so I am rounding myself up to 25.
I've read somewhere between 15-20 of them. I'm not sure if I finished all of them. I have quite a few more unread on my shelves. Many of the ones I read were for class.
Fun Home was indeed awesome, in a completely gutting and heartbreaking sort of way.
I don't know, that list is another one of those, let's take a representative selection from each woman writer, throw in a few men writing about women, and call it an essential list. It's irritating me. Also why include any men, there's lots of women authors missing from that list.
I read 16, although I've read a lot of OTHER Edith Wharton; just not House of Mirth. So I feel like my count should be 17.
And I would never in good conscience recommend to anyone to read Gone with the Wind. I read it the summer between sophomore and junior year of college, when I vowed to only read books that were 300+ pages. (What? I worked at the pool, I was pretentious, and I was bored.) It's execrably written (apparently grammar was as much a casualty of the War Between the States as slavery was), and I would never foist that on anyone.
I think I would have put The Mill on the Floss on the list rather than Middlemarch, and I am surprised that The Awakening by Kate Chopin is not on the list.
I'm more than twice the woman you are!
And you'd probably look better in my clothes--though I've seen you, and you could make a house of my clothes.
I'm sort of surprised I've read 18 on that list, 19, if you count the bits and pieces of The Second Sex that I've read. (Because, good god, who would want to read the whole thing?)