I don’t understand genre labels: they don’t help me find anything. For example, the Man from U.N.C.L.E is marked as a Drama. ???
And then pretty much every book at the library is some kind of thriller series or murder novel or such mystery. They kind of bore me, as do the science fiction and the urban fantasy, so filled with meaningless new jargon and overused tropes. And those “classics” you speak of can bore me to death.
I got lucky with that last book, and it makes me hunger for more. Argh. It just makes me want to go back to the days of reading kids fiction. I could be a snob, but they had to be really bad to make a kid go, “Huh. That was really unremarkable and empty,” or, “Yeah, it’s a good novel, but why do there have to be fourteen more sequels?”
I should stick with awards lists and the good classics. Maybe I’ll get some Dostoevsky. Or Moby Dick. They can both put me to sleep. Nah, I have the Hobbit. Maybe a translated version of Canterbury tales would be nice. Or some Shakespeare. Ah, decisions. I just picked the Last Don. Good enough.
Maybe I’ll put out a Godfather review.