also last night I was talking to my mom about reading War and Peace and she’s like “sometimes I think you read this books–” and I’m like “…out of spite? because I do” and she’s like “to show off”
and I couldn’t even wrap my head around this, I mean, what??? has my attitude been show-offy??? MOM. NO.
THIS IS PURE SPITE.
I don’t like the world‘s attitude of mmmm this book is a classic but it’s super hard my response every time is oh?? OH??? IS IT HARD??? IS IT??? BRING IT THE FUCK ON. I’LL READ IT. LET’S SEE HOW GOOD IT IS. because I don’t believe in gatekeeping and I don’t like the insinuation that I a mere plebe am too stupid to understand these things that are Only For Academics.
I also hate that people think these books are “““““boring”““““
nah. y’all know about Moby Dick and the Sperm Squeezing. War and Peace is so far just a super long Napoleonic War soap opera. Shakespeare is dick jokes mixed with existential crises. there’s a lot of things going on but “boring” ain’t one of them.
I’m not trying to ~~breathe life back into the classics~~~ or any shit like that. for one thing, I really do hate some of it (James Joyce can bite me, except he would probably enjoy it, weirdo).
I just want to have fun with what I’m reading and not be intimidated by all the people who think Literature Is Just For Them because yo. yo. this shit is fun. I enjoy having experiences I didn’t expect, and sharing my fascination, regardless of whether the people I’m talking to choose to read it. And I’mma keep doing it.