Aren’t all books about road trips and adventure now tales by women? Eat, Pray, Love or Under the Tuscan Sun -- or what about Wild? (Hiking the Pacific Crest Trail is a more exciting journey than driving your car). I grew up at a time when there were few great or even good books written by women. But that seems to have flipped. Look at your monthly suggestions -- few male authors ever make the cut.
From the depths of my memory, I agree that Travels With Charlie was a bore. But I loved the much earlier Steinbeck classic, Grapes of Wrath. As always, I appreciate your work, wit and candor in these posts.
OMG, a historical marker. In New Orleans, I very much enjoyed standing a half a block away from the dudes while they read a historical marker and we made fun of them. Also, I'll be over here waiting for both of my parents to shame you for not having read Mockingbird.
Life’s too short to continue reading books you don’t like. If women haven’t written those types of books or they lightly exist, now will be the time they’ll be written. I saw a To Kill a Mockingbird play performance and it was really touching. It’s one of my favorite stories from school.
Aren’t all books about road trips and adventure now tales by women? Eat, Pray, Love or Under the Tuscan Sun -- or what about Wild? (Hiking the Pacific Crest Trail is a more exciting journey than driving your car). I grew up at a time when there were few great or even good books written by women. But that seems to have flipped. Look at your monthly suggestions -- few male authors ever make the cut.
From the depths of my memory, I agree that Travels With Charlie was a bore. But I loved the much earlier Steinbeck classic, Grapes of Wrath. As always, I appreciate your work, wit and candor in these posts.
OMG, a historical marker. In New Orleans, I very much enjoyed standing a half a block away from the dudes while they read a historical marker and we made fun of them. Also, I'll be over here waiting for both of my parents to shame you for not having read Mockingbird.
In the bathroom the other day the smell of Listerine brought back a wave of sense-memory of that stuff.
It was SO BAD. I am traumatized by the memory.
You are my friend and you made me smell and drink that shit. Love you.
Dad says he’s glad he didn’t have to test that stuff. Lol.
Read this years ago, but Beryl Markham's memoir 'West With the Wind' might be a good fit for a female lead road trip read--albeit a road in the sky!
I read TWC in High School and LOVED it, reread it last year and loathed it. Though I adored his bucket and a rubber band idea for washing clothes
Life’s too short to continue reading books you don’t like. If women haven’t written those types of books or they lightly exist, now will be the time they’ll be written. I saw a To Kill a Mockingbird play performance and it was really touching. It’s one of my favorite stories from school.