Very interesting & inspiring. I had the exact same experience with Misery and it made me aware of movie adaptations and led to my interest in translation. Please make more videos like this!
i am soo happy when you mentioned everything is illuminated ❤ i love that book so much. i always get excited when someone talks about it, it's not talked about enough!
The books that mean the most to me are 100 years of solitude, for its message about mortality and depicitions of loneliness, and Devils by Dostoevsky, for its amazing ideas about forgiveness. Some poetry books, like The Book of Longing by Leonard Cohen, have helped me figure out relationships too. It's special to find a book that expresses your own feelings closely, it's like finding a good friend. Thanks for the great suggestions!
Like writers are influenced by their own life experiences, all our personal experiences influence our reactions to the books we read. Sometimes we read (or watch) something that resonates with us strongly which, I think, is fantastic and gives a deeper connection to the material.
My native language is Spanish. During my early education, I did not enjoy at all what I was forced to read. It was like drinking lukewarm water. I found no reason for it. But at some point later on, I had the opportunity to read "La Vida es Sueño" by Calderón de la Barca, and there, for the first time, I could appreciate my language. It was difficult but sounded spectacularly and was extraordinarily clever. It was a simple yet profound story told without pretensions in a very engaging manner. And it showed something very intriguing about life. That was the first time I enjoyed a book in Spanish. Then I fell in love with the stories of Cortázar and the novels and tales of Alejo Carpentier (difficult but unparalleled).
I already have the ''Boule de Suif'' which i bought it almost by chance but now i cant wait to read it. My suggestion is the ''The witness'' by Bloch-Michel Jean.
One of the books that changed my life was “Pereira Maintains”, by Antonio Tabucchi, precisely because it also awakened class conscience in me. I think this was also the book that made me realise that doing the right thing when society goes downhill means putting oneself in an endless stream of uncomfortable at best, dangerous at worst situations, and if you want the world to be better you have to accept that and grit your teeth and get through the unpleseantness, because someone has to do it. Plus it’s written in a most curious manner, would recommend!
Misery also had a big impact on me, its depiction of pain stayed with me for days. I believe it was the first Stephen King's novel I read, quite young, and still my favourite. I later read it in English (I'm French) and it was even more immersive. Boule de Suif we read in high school, I remember being revolted and angered on behalf of Elizabeth. Maupassant's horror short stories are also striking, The Horla and so on. I read them in a neat compilation called "Contes Fantastiques". His approach to the supernatural was inspiring to me as a teenager. Zola I adoooore, L'Œuvre (The Masterpiece), L'Assommoir and La Faute de l'Abbé Mouret are other standouts to me. Thank you for the fourth and fifth recs, they're duly noted. I'd also be interested in a second part, that was wonderful!
I love everything I've read from Guy de Maupassant so far. Both his skewering of haughty social sensibilities and his more serious stuff. I need to continue with my Zola.
Great video. I am definitely interested in reading "Boule de Suif" now. While I enjoy reading fiction I personally was always more influenced by non fiction books like "Thinking fast and slow" or "Behave" from Sapolsky. Would you say it is the opposite with you?
The book that changed my life was Tamora Pierce's Protector of the Small series, most specifically Squire (the third book in the series). I was diagnosed with cancer (for the first time) when I was 13, and that book/series was what taught me how to be strong and brave. It gave me the courage to face my battles with determination and a clear purpose. I'm now a 2x cancer survivor, and I owe so much to that series and to Ms. Pierce 🩷
The Maupassant, Meredith and Zola all duly noted, thank you. A sequel would be very welcome, of course. Right now I'm having a bit of a moment with Virginia Woolf - time will tell, but I suspect that To The Lighthouse will turn out to be one of those books.
I greatly enjoyed the video as always. And I wholeheartedly agree with your assessment of life-changing books. This is a deeply personal experience and it is individual, although, I think sometimes certain experiences might echo more in certain books, giving them a more general value to a certain group of people. I will come back to this assessment. For now I shall focus on five books, that shaped my life, without any weight attached to their naming, other, than coming to my little mind. First, I will always name Sword of destiny by Andrzej Sapkowski. Certainly, I could name all books from him, for he has been and is still, a major influence on my outlook on life in general and the ethics underlining it, however, this one is perhaps the most read book I own. It has become quite stiff, but still, I read it once a year, since I was thirteen. All the stories, to me, encompass, necessary lessons about life and nature. Coming from a fundamentalist christian background, the very idea of ethical ambiguity was locked to me on many levels, for I only knew the force of the ten commandments, prayer, in short: The righteous life in our lord and saviour Jesus Christ. But looking back, I clearly see, how I was puzzled by the world around me not working as I was made to believe. It was a huge deal for every christian I knew at this age. Some left the church, others became fear- and hateful about the world outside of christianity. And for myself: I read Sapkowski. Flamboyant nihilism paired with the inevitable acknowledgement, that there was ethics to be had, but also fun, without being good or bad, damaging or not damaging your soul, cracked the ever growing rift between theology and reality for me. It showed me, how one could in fact regard life as but nothing as an empty shell, an absurdist injunction of circumstances out of our reach and undertsanding, yet at the same time accepting ethical and moral challenges, we may not avoid the whole time. It gave me, to be brief, peace. When I left the faith, when I left the church, when I came out as a trans* woman, to name but a few instances. And it still does to this day. Next I will name Karpathia, by Mathias Menegoz, which is the book I read and as an reaction to it, was so overwhelmed by, that I stopped reading entirely for three months. How come? The novel in itself is but a brief plot: Count Alexander Korvanyi wants to marry a girl he has had a brief and ahem, sexual affair with. To achieve this, he arranges a duel to leave the army early. For the future he wants to take his soon to be wife to Karpathia, Transsylvania, to rebuild the castle Korvanyi in the province of Korvanya where his ancestors left after the bloody revolt about 70 years earlier. And he does. That is the plot But life isn't always a matter of clear structures like the army or Alexanders mind really. It goes in all directions and in the end, there is meaningless death, (sexual) brutality and racism, among poverty, superstition and fear. And after all these trials, Korvanyi discovers something of higher truth for the first time in his life. And this is the book. To me, the novel came at a time, where I had finally forced myself into therapy and was struggling after working on trauma after trauma, to find some orientation in life. And Karpathia helped me, as it assured me, that sometimes we don't have a plan, we simply act, but it can go well, if we are considerate and self-reflecting. Always asking ourselves if where we are going is right, or wrong and how it might impact those next to us. Furthermore, I agree with the assessment, that eastern europeans are always drawn back to their native countries, where they come from. To me it has and will perhaps always be, the strange silence, that befell my grandfather and granduncle, when we talked about Silesia, as it had been wiped from existence, as it had never existed and they had never feld from the germans. Eerieness, where there was something, but it is not given in any sense. For the third book I would say Frankenstein, by Mary Shelley, the 1818 version. I read both, the first one is much better. This book has been something special to me, ever since I read it. It was at the start of COVID-19, when I had my coming out. And I think I have been privileged by male gender a lot. I went into the gym, I wasn't exactly muscular, but I wasn't looking like Asparagus either. People respected me. They moved, when I walked their way. I was unconsiderate to the point, that I was once subject to pepper-spray, because I did not acknowledge, that there is, in fact proximity by night, which is scary. Always. I know better now. So when I came out, I wasn't prepared to be made fun of or to be treated like an animal, sex-object, leprous, you name it. I got shit. For everything I did. And I got angry. I got angry to the point, where I felt like I was close to punch everyone, just staring from the wrong angle at me. I had never been subject to such behaviour. And then I read Frankenstein and I understood the very intricate social implication of being trans* not only foregoing long formed and cherished categories of "look" but also associating myself with a gender that is hailed as inferior in every regard I can think of, thereby endangering it with my male nature, which is something that is in no way applicable to me. And I understood the rage of the creature and it's wish to die, alone. However, this finally helped me, to get out of this hole and seek contact with other queers, because I knew I wasn't alone, like the creature was. And like myself, many understood what I meant, when we talked about the curious novel, that established our friendships. They felt the same. It was a horror collection. I lost it's name and as far as I know I do not own it anymore. But I would consider the following story a book in itself: The man who was Miligan. I still own it. In two versions, one in my native german language which is how I first read it, when I was sixteen, in some worn out, rather average horror collection and in english, as I do likewise with the works of Clark Ashton Smith. The plot is the title. It tells us about the man who was Miligan and perhaps, how he ceased to be. I love the story for a rather simple reason: I read it, when I had become somehow lost in life and entangled in books and media as a prolonged form of escapism, aching to the modern phenomenom of INCELs and it brought me out of it, by showing me the very consequences of escapism. For this is but a rather short story, not even enough for a book, I will take the freedom to mention another story by Blackwood just coming to my mind: The Wendigo. A story which I read frequently, as I am not only hunting (but maintaining a mostly vegetarian, sometimes vegan diet), but also hiking and running for huge parts of my spare time. I love nature. But I fear it, as we humans have grown out of it. It has become alien to us, like the lovecraftian gods, like the customs of old... This novella I read, when in my early twenties I got lost in the woods near the suisse alps. Having barely been able to reach a hut in an ensuing storm I was scared to death, first, because the storm happened unexpected, second because the noises coming from all around me where indiscernable. The whole planet I had walked and hunted so far had become unpredicatble, terrifying and alien to me. And this very story spelled it out for me. I read it and then I went to sleep for I understood, that if nature wanted to take me, it would. There was no way I could change it. And that has given me peace ever since. Now for my final mention, I will say: The Averoigne Chronicles by Clark Ashton Smith. I know, I know. He has written better stories, better cycles, etc. I do not care. It's his best work, for me. Maybe on could see a tendency in my writing to isolation and nihilism, perhaps, a better educated person would find indicators for authoritarianism, which would be, I think, not correct in the slightest. And I tell you why: Because of Averoigne. These stories have influenced me more practical than any other on this list. They have lead to friendships I cherish, they have led to me finally dabbling into writing (though as of writing this comment I haven't published or even finished something, as I have only recently started to get my life together and other things are more important). It has been a huge part of my life. We read it aloud in circles, we made plays on it and I finally understood how the story of german RPG masterpieces Gothic I and II worked in written form. It is human life and deeds, written from the immediate perspective of a living being. It is something to be told together, to be played together and finally to be carried on in writing. It is the sheer beauty of existence. Thanks for coming to my TedTalk, thanks for this channel.
A couple of months ago, I've read that Maupassant's novella but I completely forgot its name, the writer and the book itself, but the story has stuck with me and I was trying to remember where did I read it, when you tell the premise I've remembered all, plus the book's cover and the coffee place I've read it. It was weird. 🤔
A little surprised you named Misery as a book that helped change your life. But it was a perfect horror novel even though the horror was only human. Loved the film too and Ms Bates absolutely deserved her academy award. I’ve read a few French novels by Flaubert and Proust but not any you mentioned. Sorry to say I tossed Everything Is Illuminated before reading and now wish I hadn’t. My favorite authors are Dostoyevsky, Camus and J D Salinger. Nothing I’ve ever read has changed my life but literature has certainly made it more bearable. Be well.⚛❤
This was an amazing video, I really enjoyed it! I am curious, though, about your perspective on the communist/socialist era of eastern European countires. Becuase it seems like my view is completely different. I come from an ex-Yugoslav country and I know from the experiences of the older generations that life under that system was a hundred times better than under capitalism. Everyone had a decent living standard, the social system was really well-developed, there were no homeless people. But that was life in Yugoslavia. I don't know about Romania. That's why I'm asking. I hope you have a lovely day.
I really like your videos but I HATE when people say "so and so has been out for 60 years, it's a modern classic, I thought people knew" so ?? I have not been out for 60 years, I also didn't go to an international school. Should we just have the entirety of the literary canon spoilt because we didn't read every single book ever by the age of 20? Like if you're recommending books, one is to assume that you believe people haven't read them, the snarky comment was just kind of annoying
Why would you spoil a book though? I still haven't gotten to Dostoyevsky's 'The Idiot', but should someone spoil it because it's 100 years old? No, of course not. I think it's a skill issue if you can't talk about a book without spoiling them.
It's not just because it's a classic that everyone already 'knows' them... Do you know the plot/ending to every classic ever? Quite a snobbish excuse 🤔
Def make a part 2!! The way you express yourself and talk about books is wonderful. Adding all these to my tbr.
Fascinating book choices, I have not read any of them but now I am intrigued, thanks for that!
Very interesting & inspiring. I had the exact same experience with Misery and it made me aware of movie adaptations and led to my interest in translation. Please make more videos like this!
i am soo happy when you mentioned everything is illuminated ❤ i love that book so much. i always get excited when someone talks about it, it's not talked about enough!
The books that mean the most to me are 100 years of solitude, for its message about mortality and depicitions of loneliness, and Devils by Dostoevsky, for its amazing ideas about forgiveness. Some poetry books, like The Book of Longing by Leonard Cohen, have helped me figure out relationships too. It's special to find a book that expresses your own feelings closely, it's like finding a good friend. Thanks for the great suggestions!
Like writers are influenced by their own life experiences, all our personal experiences influence our reactions to the books we read. Sometimes we read (or watch) something that resonates with us strongly which, I think, is fantastic and gives a deeper connection to the material.
More book recs by Alina.... I'm sat!
My native language is Spanish. During my early education, I did not enjoy at all what I was forced to read. It was like drinking lukewarm water. I found no reason for it. But at some point later on, I had the opportunity to read "La Vida es Sueño" by Calderón de la Barca, and there, for the first time, I could appreciate my language. It was difficult but sounded spectacularly and was extraordinarily clever. It was a simple yet profound story told without pretensions in a very engaging manner. And it showed something very intriguing about life. That was the first time I enjoyed a book in Spanish. Then I fell in love with the stories of Cortázar and the novels and tales of Alejo Carpentier (difficult but unparalleled).
I already have the ''Boule de Suif'' which i bought it almost by chance but now i cant wait to read it. My suggestion is the ''The witness'' by Bloch-Michel Jean.
this was a beauuutiful video and loved hearing your descriptions of the stories + their connections to your life. stunning
I have never been this early, hi Alina!!
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Nice video! You really made me want to read Boule de Suif, and I will look for it during Christmas break!
One of the books that changed my life was “Pereira Maintains”, by Antonio Tabucchi, precisely because it also awakened class conscience in me. I think this was also the book that made me realise that doing the right thing when society goes downhill means putting oneself in an endless stream of uncomfortable at best, dangerous at worst situations, and if you want the world to be better you have to accept that and grit your teeth and get through the unpleseantness, because someone has to do it. Plus it’s written in a most curious manner, would recommend!
what an amazing recommendations! I read that in Italian years ago (Sostiene Pereira) and absolutely loved it!!
Damn I’ve read Germinal and LOVED it but never dove into more of Zola’s works, will give it a try. Thanks Alina, great vid as always :).
Ohhh look into Thérèse Raquin too if you have time!!
Amazing intro catchphrase, one for the ages.
Misery also had a big impact on me, its depiction of pain stayed with me for days. I believe it was the first Stephen King's novel I read, quite young, and still my favourite. I later read it in English (I'm French) and it was even more immersive.
Boule de Suif we read in high school, I remember being revolted and angered on behalf of Elizabeth. Maupassant's horror short stories are also striking, The Horla and so on. I read them in a neat compilation called "Contes Fantastiques". His approach to the supernatural was inspiring to me as a teenager.
Zola I adoooore, L'Œuvre (The Masterpiece), L'Assommoir and La Faute de l'Abbé Mouret are other standouts to me.
Thank you for the fourth and fifth recs, they're duly noted. I'd also be interested in a second part, that was wonderful!
Yes Misery was phenomenal!
I love everything I've read from Guy de Maupassant so far. Both his skewering of haughty social sensibilities and his more serious stuff. I need to continue with my Zola.
The Spare Room by Helen Garner changed the way I look at death. It is to this date my favorite book and I can recommend it.
Picking up Ladies' Delight. I have also been in retail for too long lol
Highly recommend! Hang in there 😭😭😭
Great video. I am definitely interested in reading "Boule de Suif" now. While I enjoy reading fiction I personally was always more influenced by non fiction books like "Thinking fast and slow" or "Behave" from Sapolsky. Would you say it is the opposite with you?
Great video as always
The book that changed my life was Tamora Pierce's Protector of the Small series, most specifically Squire (the third book in the series). I was diagnosed with cancer (for the first time) when I was 13, and that book/series was what taught me how to be strong and brave. It gave me the courage to face my battles with determination and a clear purpose. I'm now a 2x cancer survivor, and I owe so much to that series and to Ms. Pierce 🩷
Very interesting! Thank you! ❤
glad you liked it ❤️
The Maupassant, Meredith and Zola all duly noted, thank you. A sequel would be very welcome, of course. Right now I'm having a bit of a moment with Virginia Woolf - time will tell, but I suspect that To The Lighthouse will turn out to be one of those books.
I greatly enjoyed the video as always. And I wholeheartedly agree with your assessment of life-changing books. This is a deeply personal experience and it is individual, although, I think sometimes certain experiences might echo more in certain books, giving them a more general value to a certain group of people. I will come back to this assessment.
For now I shall focus on five books, that shaped my life, without any weight attached to their naming, other, than coming to my little mind.
First, I will always name Sword of destiny by Andrzej Sapkowski. Certainly, I could name all books from him, for he has been and is still, a major influence on my outlook on life in general and the ethics underlining it, however, this one is perhaps the most read book I own. It has become quite stiff, but still, I read it once a year, since I was thirteen. All the stories, to me, encompass, necessary lessons about life and nature. Coming from a fundamentalist christian background, the very idea of ethical ambiguity was locked to me on many levels, for I only knew the force of the ten commandments, prayer, in short: The righteous life in our lord and saviour Jesus Christ. But looking back, I clearly see, how I was puzzled by the world around me not working as I was made to believe. It was a huge deal for every christian I knew at this age. Some left the church, others became fear- and hateful about the world outside of christianity. And for myself: I read Sapkowski. Flamboyant nihilism paired with the inevitable acknowledgement, that there was ethics to be had, but also fun, without being good or bad, damaging or not damaging your soul, cracked the ever growing rift between theology and reality for me. It showed me, how one could in fact regard life as but nothing as an empty shell, an absurdist injunction of circumstances out of our reach and undertsanding, yet at the same time accepting ethical and moral challenges, we may not avoid the whole time. It gave me, to be brief, peace. When I left the faith, when I left the church, when I came out as a trans* woman, to name but a few instances. And it still does to this day.
Next I will name Karpathia, by Mathias Menegoz, which is the book I read and as an reaction to it, was so overwhelmed by, that I stopped reading entirely for three months. How come? The novel in itself is but a brief plot: Count Alexander Korvanyi wants to marry a girl he has had a brief and ahem, sexual affair with. To achieve this, he arranges a duel to leave the army early. For the future he wants to take his soon to be wife to Karpathia, Transsylvania, to rebuild the castle Korvanyi in the province of Korvanya where his ancestors left after the bloody revolt about 70 years earlier. And he does. That is the plot
But life isn't always a matter of clear structures like the army or Alexanders mind really. It goes in all directions and in the end, there is meaningless death, (sexual) brutality and racism, among poverty, superstition and fear. And after all these trials, Korvanyi discovers something of higher truth for the first time in his life. And this is the book.
To me, the novel came at a time, where I had finally forced myself into therapy and was struggling after working on trauma after trauma, to find some orientation in life. And Karpathia helped me, as it assured me, that sometimes we don't have a plan, we simply act, but it can go well, if we are considerate and self-reflecting. Always asking ourselves if where we are going is right, or wrong and how it might impact those next to us. Furthermore, I agree with the assessment, that eastern europeans are always drawn back to their native countries, where they come from. To me it has and will perhaps always be, the strange silence, that befell my grandfather and granduncle, when we talked about Silesia, as it had been wiped from existence, as it had never existed and they had never feld from the germans. Eerieness, where there was something, but it is not given in any sense.
For the third book I would say Frankenstein, by Mary Shelley, the 1818 version. I read both, the first one is much better. This book has been something special to me, ever since I read it. It was at the start of COVID-19, when I had my coming out. And I think I have been privileged by male gender a lot. I went into the gym, I wasn't exactly muscular, but I wasn't looking like Asparagus either. People respected me. They moved, when I walked their way. I was unconsiderate to the point, that I was once subject to pepper-spray, because I did not acknowledge, that there is, in fact proximity by night, which is scary. Always. I know better now. So when I came out, I wasn't prepared to be made fun of or to be treated like an animal, sex-object, leprous, you name it. I got shit. For everything I did. And I got angry. I got angry to the point, where I felt like I was close to punch everyone, just staring from the wrong angle at me. I had never been subject to such behaviour. And then I read Frankenstein and I understood the very intricate social implication of being trans* not only foregoing long formed and cherished categories of "look" but also associating myself with a gender that is hailed as inferior in every regard I can think of, thereby endangering it with my male nature, which is something that is in no way applicable to me. And I understood the rage of the creature and it's wish to die, alone. However, this finally helped me, to get out of this hole and seek contact with other queers, because I knew I wasn't alone, like the creature was. And like myself, many understood what I meant, when we talked about the curious novel, that established our friendships. They felt the same.
It was a horror collection. I lost it's name and as far as I know I do not own it anymore. But I would consider the following story a book in itself: The man who was Miligan. I still own it. In two versions, one in my native german language which is how I first read it, when I was sixteen, in some worn out, rather average horror collection and in english, as I do likewise with the works of Clark Ashton Smith. The plot is the title. It tells us about the man who was Miligan and perhaps, how he ceased to be. I love the story for a rather simple reason: I read it, when I had become somehow lost in life and entangled in books and media as a prolonged form of escapism, aching to the modern phenomenom of INCELs and it brought me out of it, by showing me the very consequences of escapism. For this is but a rather short story, not even enough for a book, I will take the freedom to mention another story by Blackwood just coming to my mind: The Wendigo. A story which I read frequently, as I am not only hunting (but maintaining a mostly vegetarian, sometimes vegan diet), but also hiking and running for huge parts of my spare time. I love nature. But I fear it, as we humans have grown out of it. It has become alien to us, like the lovecraftian gods, like the customs of old... This novella I read, when in my early twenties I got lost in the woods near the suisse alps. Having barely been able to reach a hut in an ensuing storm I was scared to death, first, because the storm happened unexpected, second because the noises coming from all around me where indiscernable. The whole planet I had walked and hunted so far had become unpredicatble, terrifying and alien to me. And this very story spelled it out for me. I read it and then I went to sleep for I understood, that if nature wanted to take me, it would. There was no way I could change it. And that has given me peace ever since.
Now for my final mention, I will say: The Averoigne Chronicles by Clark Ashton Smith. I know, I know. He has written better stories, better cycles, etc. I do not care. It's his best work, for me. Maybe on could see a tendency in my writing to isolation and nihilism, perhaps, a better educated person would find indicators for authoritarianism, which would be, I think, not correct in the slightest. And I tell you why: Because of Averoigne. These stories have influenced me more practical than any other on this list. They have lead to friendships I cherish, they have led to me finally dabbling into writing (though as of writing this comment I haven't published or even finished something, as I have only recently started to get my life together and other things are more important). It has been a huge part of my life. We read it aloud in circles, we made plays on it and I finally understood how the story of german RPG masterpieces Gothic I and II worked in written form. It is human life and deeds, written from the immediate perspective of a living being. It is something to be told together, to be played together and finally to be carried on in writing. It is the sheer beauty of existence.
Thanks for coming to my TedTalk, thanks for this channel.
A couple of months ago, I've read that Maupassant's novella but I completely forgot its name, the writer and the book itself, but the story has stuck with me and I was trying to remember where did I read it, when you tell the premise I've remembered all, plus the book's cover and the coffee place I've read it. It was weird. 🤔
A little surprised you named Misery as a book that helped change your life. But it was a perfect horror novel even though the horror was only human. Loved the film too and Ms Bates absolutely deserved her academy award. I’ve read a few French novels by Flaubert and Proust but not any you mentioned. Sorry to say I tossed Everything Is Illuminated before reading and now wish I hadn’t. My favorite authors are Dostoyevsky, Camus and J D Salinger. Nothing I’ve ever read has changed my life but literature has certainly made it more bearable. Be well.⚛❤
I recently read 11/22/63 and I would describe that as the closest to a life-changing Stephen King book for me.
This was an amazing video, I really enjoyed it!
I am curious, though, about your perspective on the communist/socialist era of eastern European countires.
Becuase it seems like my view is completely different. I come from an ex-Yugoslav country and I know from the experiences of the older generations that life under that system was a hundred times better than under capitalism. Everyone had a decent living standard, the social system was really well-developed, there were no homeless people.
But that was life in Yugoslavia. I don't know about Romania. That's why I'm asking.
I hope you have a lovely day.
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I really like your videos but I HATE when people say "so and so has been out for 60 years, it's a modern classic, I thought people knew" so ?? I have not been out for 60 years, I also didn't go to an international school. Should we just have the entirety of the literary canon spoilt because we didn't read every single book ever by the age of 20? Like if you're recommending books, one is to assume that you believe people haven't read them, the snarky comment was just kind of annoying
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Why would you spoil a book though? I still haven't gotten to Dostoyevsky's 'The Idiot', but should someone spoil it because it's 100 years old? No, of course not. I think it's a skill issue if you can't talk about a book without spoiling them.
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It's not just because it's a classic that everyone already 'knows' them... Do you know the plot/ending to every classic ever? Quite a snobbish excuse 🤔