Wow, that was a lot of posts.

I'm really just posting to say

To narrow things down, as I expand my pushing from comics to books, how do you feel about plays? Translated works? Short stories?

Also, would you be interested in some books on lit crit? Because I've got those, too! And a huge section on religious studies! You could borrow my copy of Biblical Exegesis in the Apostolic Period!

Can I go to Plei's house and just wallow in the books? Or Ginger's. Or any Buffistas with massive bookcases (huge ... tracts of books?). I really love books. I haven't read anywhere near enough. Depending on mood, I can go into a bookstore and almost cry, just because there are all the books, and I know I'll never read them all, and I'll probably just go home and watch tv anyway, and there are all these worlds that I just won't get to know! I then I switch to happy, because, books!

I find some of my favourite books are books about books.

Um, so, yay books!

Similarly, I'm still sure that there's an overriding distrust of academic criticism, that it kills appreciation or the joy of reading; that very little in-depth discussion of literature happens here (nobody has disputed that); and that the thread has a populist slant and a bias against academics.

I'd agree with all that. I'd prefer saying a dislike of academic criticism rather than a distrust.

All that does not bug me at all. Anything that suggests I am a bad reader or a lesser one based on my participation in a thread that operates on those facts makes me want to claw at things.

Just as an aside, I think one problem is that "the canon" and "literary fiction" aren't the most clearly defined of terms. I've been reading over today's posts, and I keep encountering books/authors where I'm all, "You mean that's part of the canon? To Kill a Mockingbird is beautiful! I've read Dracula! I went through a Stevenson phase, and has anyone else read his poetry beyond the children's stuff?"

And as for litfic, I don't think I've dissed it in many, many a moon. (Mind you, I don't think loathing Lolita with all the loathing that's in me or not being able to get through The Great Gatsby counts, because I'm only talking about my reaction to those two specific works.) I realized after many discussions here that I was operating from way too narrow a definition of litfic, though I reserve the right to dislike individual books whose style or theme repels me, and some of the styles and themes I find most repellant are more prevalent in contemporary literary fiction than in other eras or genres.

That fairminded and evenhanded enough?

That fairminded and evenhanded enough?

Absolutely.

Recommondations? Oscar Wilde's play, The Importance of Being Earnest is a wonderfully funny sendup of late Victorian society and literary conventions.

Saki (H. H. Monroe, early 20th C.) is one of my favorite short story writers. While they aren't all perfect, many of his stories are witty, occasionally fierce gems. I'd recommend the stories "Tobermory" and "Sredni Vashtar." Both are in the collection The Chronicals of Clovis.

Song of Solomon, by Toni Morrison is well, nigh lyrically written. It's about the life of an African-American man in the early 20th century, but it's also about his entire family.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, A Study in Scarlotte. There are lots of places to get your original Holmes fix, but here you get a fair bit of Watson backstory and his first impressions of Holmes.

Mark Twain, Innocents Abroad. I found this all kinds of funny. American tourists wander about Europe, driving their tour guides to distraction enroute. "Tell me, is he dead?"

Alexander Pope, The Rape of the Lock. A social kerfluffle elevated to epic stature. I love Pope's use of language, and it doesn't get much tighter and well displayed than here.

I have to say, I may find myself changing my mind about Moby Dick. Many people whose opinions I respect -- here and in my f2f life -- really get a lot out of it. I think I'm still too resistant to it after my last shot (while I'll read something I dislike all the way through once, subsequent tries only go on for a chapter or so), but it's going to stay on my shelves for another try.

Is Innocents Abroad the one with the European tour? I started that, but the smug assumption that the tour group was the moral superior of everyone they met and that European culture was barely worth bothering with--never mind the culture of countries that were suffering declines in modern times, like Greece--disgusted me to the point I couldn't finish. I think it's supposed to be satirical, but I didn't see the funny.

The expressed opinions about Napolean III were enlightening, and it is fun for being a look at fashionable American culture in the mid 1800s.

cereal.

Holmes. Mmm, Holmes. Baring-Gould's Annotated Sherlock Holmes is an immense joy for anyone with interest in the Holmes canon. The people obsessed with establishing where Holmes went to college and how many wives Watson really had are the ancestors of Buffistas.

Mark Twain, Innocents Abroad.

Twain is certainly making fun of the Tourists. That was the first book we read in my book club. We found it a bit unenjoyable. It was originally written for newspaper or magazine publication if I remember correctly, as serials, so there is lots of repetition.

As with so many things, a good introduction helped us immensely (we only read introductions AFTER the book though now, as plot points and surprises are very often given away). But for those of us not well studied in the history of the time the books were written, the introduction or a study guide are the only way things make sense.

I'm still sure that there's an overriding distrust of academic criticism, that it kills appreciation or the joy of reading

Eh, I'd disagree with that. I don't know that a lot of folks here really engage in academic criticism, but the only person I'm aware of who really seems to feel it kills the joy is Deb (pardon me, Deb, if that's a misstatement of your position). Nutty, Micole, and Betsy (to just pick three) can certainly hold their own in any such discussion, and the reasons such discussions don't take place has less to do with people shouting them down (imagine if you will, someone shouting Nutty or Plei or Steph down *g*) than with the fact that no three people are reading the same book at the same time.

There are plenty of people here capable of engaging in deep critical analysis, and I think it's more generous to give them the opportunity to do so, than to harangue them for not having done so up to this point.

Is Innocents Abroad the one with the European tour?

Yep. I read it as the tourists wandering around Europe with this "These are the Great Sights" itinerary, each "great" to be crossed off with grim determination, and totally not getting why they were great. Eh, maybe it's not the best rec. in the world. I was in a really cynical mental place when I read it.

Still, I'm clinging to my Wilde and Saki love.