Dave makes an interesting point. Are there books that aren’t worth your time? If so, what kind?
There are many movements that seek to impose a certain type of book on people: people should make an effort to read books by ethnic minorities, people should commit to read only books by women for a year, people should only read books with diverse casts. I have the same doubts about reducing books down to a single broad trait of the author as I do about all positive discrimination, but I am more concerned with the hidden axiom beneath them all: certain books have no value.
Yesterday’s Goodread’s quote is from Maria Semple (ironically one of the writers of Beverly Hills 90210, which might be described as fluffy summery in feel):
I never understood the concept of a fluffy summer read. For me, summer reading means beaches, long train rides and layovers in foreign airports. All of which call for escaping into really long books.
– Maria Semple
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