Hello, page slaves!
First off, I can now say that I have (essentially) read every book in my collection -- something that seemed improbable less than a year ago, when finishing them all became something of an obsession. (I always think it's a puerile question when someone sees a big collection of books and asks, "Have you read all of these?" But yes, I have!)
As a result -- and with my modest apartment's bookshelves completely full -- I think my book-buying days are effectively behind me, perhaps to the detriment of the publishing industry.
Moving forward -- and with thanks to the New York Public Library -- I've been getting nearly all of my titles as e-books and audiobooks, which I lay out below. I've also erased the two titles from my DNF column -- aka did not finish.
Here we go:
"The Mysteries of Pittsburgh" by Michael Chabon
As mentioned, I bought this debut novel by the Pulitzer-winning author when it came out to much fanfare in 1988, intrigued by its promise of bisexuality. It quickly became the one and only book I started but DNF, largely because of the mob angle that turned me off. But as I set out to clear my bookshelves, I decided to give it another chance and, sure enough, it wasn't bad. The story follows a recent college graduate whose sexual awakening and complicated relationships with a young woman and a gay man unfold against the backdrop of his father's ties to organized crime, which remained my least favorite angle. (I followed it with the much-maligned film adaptation, which combines two of the main characters into one, but didn't get nearly as worked up about the change as hardcore fans did -- perhaps a reflection of my muted reaction to the novel.)
"Two Boys Kissing" by David Levithan
My literary agent raved about this when it came out in 2013 -- so I purchased it. only for it to gather dust -- and now I can confirm he was 100% right! (How clever to have the lost voices witness this decidedly Gen Z moment.)
"A Long Way, Baby: Behind the Scenes in Women's Pro Tennis" by Grace Lichtenstein
This one's been on my shelves since I was 10 years old, an early purchase by my brother Bill when our family became obsessed with tennis. While I realize it wasn't exactly a best-seller, I was shocked to see that the whole
Billie Jean King-Marilyn Barnett affair -- which wouldn't be "exposed" until a galimony suit in 1981 -- was laid out in black and white in the book's pages. Has anyone else ever mentioned this besides me (right now)?
"Dangerous When Wet: A Memoir of Booze, Sex and My Mother" by Jamie Brickhouse
I met Jamie at Don Weise's memorial earlier this year and his hilarious personality set the stage for finally reading my review copy -- turns out I have two! -- of his 2015 memoir, which was equally delightful.
"Spoiler Alert: The Hero Dies" by Michael Ausiello
I've already mentioned that I had to put this down because the cancer ordeal was a little too close to home when I first tried to read it, but I'm so glad I went back. Gay love stories matter, and what a beautiful one to have on the record, anal warts and all.
And we enter the "I'm allowed to read new books because I don't have a backlog hanging over me" era
BELOW.