biblophilia...it's inherent.

Fired from the canon - a list of books you should (apparently) avoid.

Clearly someone had a little too much time on their hands (which they could've loaned out to me; I need MORE TIME!)

I find it offensive, or close to offensive that One Hundred Years of Solitude has been added to that list. I've had to defend the book from my friends - my brilliant English Literature major friends doing Post Modernism - carefully defend every argument they brought up against Marquez and then tactfully pitch in, and promote Love in the Time of Cholera. (The book can be tricky, as are all of his work, but upon finishing it, I can definitely assure you the overwhelming feeling of completion, fulfillment, satiation; take your pick. You shouldn't avoid the film either - Javier Bardem instantly ups the rating by a few stars in my books, then again, I am a biased little (shallow) fangirl)

Personally, my preference of Marquez over Rushdie centers around Midnight's Children. We did the text last semester for Reading British and World Texts and I went to take the exam without touching the book. I wasn't sure if it was coincidence or not, but the two weeks Midnight's Children was covered in lecture and tutorials, I was away conducting serious diplomacy (Model United Nations) at the Hague. I still keep the book. Guess you can call it a memento - I do have every intention of giving it another go. But I have relegated it further down the pecking list. The Great Indian Novel by Shashi Tharoor takes precedence above all. Except, I NEED MORE TIME DAMMIT.

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