2014 The Year of Reading Women

[Pompey Bum]

I've never been very skilled at reading women.

[easy75]

I've never been very skilled at reading women.

^ Will you be here all week? Should I try the veal?

I read Gillian Flynn, Belinda Bauer, and that African Lady who wrote Americanah, whose name I'm too lazy to look up the spelling for.

[Vota]

I could care less about reading women authors. I care about reading good books that interest me, and if they happen to be written by females then so be it.

2015 is going to be the year of reading whatever I want in whatever order I choose without worrying about the gender of who wrote it.

[Pierre Menard]

I could care less about reading women authors. I care about reading good books that interest me, and if they happen to be written by females then so be it.

2015 is going to be the year of reading whatever I want in whatever order I choose without worrying about the gender of who wrote it.

Yep. Count me in as well.

I'll be reading what most interests me at the time, regardless of gender. I look forward to delving into my new Anne Carson book at some point, not because she's a woman, but because she's good writer. I also can't wait to read some more Conrad too.

[Clopin]

I just listened to Kim Campbell on CBC radio urging for forced gender parity in parliament, seems about as democratic as being forced to read 50% female authors.

[Pompey Bum]

^ Will you be here all week? Should I try the veal?

Try your waitress, tip the veal.

[Lykren]

Yep. Count me in as well.

I'll be reading what most interests me at the time, regardless of gender. I look forward to delving into my new Anne Carson book at some point, not because she's a woman, but because she's good writer. I also can't wait to read some more Conrad too.

Which Carson book?

[Pierre Menard]

Which Carson book?

Glass, Irony and God.

Looking forward to it!

[Lykren]

Nice! I'm reading Eros the Bittersweet right now, very slowly. It has that characteristic quality of Carson's, the quirkiness, the logical leaps that don't always make sense but sound delightful, the oddly powerful tone of frailty.