And I've Never Had to Face a Day Without Her At My Side/ Now I'm Strolling Right Beside Her As the Blackhole Opens Wide

I think that this is a pretty important milestone to celebrate. I have finally (finally, finally, finally, finally, finally) finished all the Philip Roth novels on the list! Why is this such a big deal? Because I literally hate everything by him that I have ever read. The degree varies but the sentiment remains. One of the sad consequences of the list project is definitely Roth (another is definitely Coetzee, though I do at least like one of his novels; but the ones of his I hate I may hate more than the Roth ones, so kind of a toss-up here).

Now, I realize that my related musing here is not quite fair given Roth's background, but I think that this still largely applies to him: I'm getting tired of reading books by white, heterosexual, economically privileged, cis-gendered men. It's actually incredibly ironic that part of why I came to the list project is because of the multicultural literature course that I took in college, given how dominated this project is by male voices of the Western canon as it were.

It's not that I don't love white, heterosexual men (well, I love a handful of specific white, heterosexual men), but seriously, I'm ready to read something by a woman of color already. Ideally an American Indian/Alaskan Native woman, actually, since I'm not sure that there are any books like that on the list. Depressing.