I know, I now it's shocking. I actually might read Bleak House--I want to read a Dickens that I actually like, and I've heard that one is really good.

But I've never had much interest in Of Mice and Men, and from what I understand about Catcher in the Rye, it perpetrates one of my least favorite literary offenses--presenting artists or writers as "different" and superior to other people--like you can completely excuse any of their vices simply because they are artists. I really, really hate that, and I've been told that's one of the conceits of the story. *shrugs* Besides, there are so many, many books I'm so excited about reading, I don't really care to add ones I'm indifferent to to my list.

But you can be ashamed of me if you want.