I'm an Open Book

Monday, December 22, 2008

I recently read a Craisglist Missed Connection from a guy in search of a young lady he'd spotted reading J.D. Salinger's Franny & Zooey on the red line. And while Franny & Zooey is easily one of my all-time favorite novels, I can't say that my current read is one I'd be proud to be caught poring over on the Metro -- & it's definitely not one that's going to garner me any positive attention, Craigslist or otherwise!

A peek into my purse reveals the following:

I tried to surreptitiously read this today in the Dupont Circle Metro station while sitting next to a girl reading something wise-sounding called "At Death's Widow." Unfortunately, my book has the title printed at the top of every even-numbered page, so even if I shield the cover, Nosy Nancies peeking over my shoulder can still see what I'm reading.

How embarrassing. I think I'll read this one in my apartment alone from now on.


  1. I used to get embarrassed by my ridiculous book choices, but I can't focus on anything serious unless I'm just at my house reading so I gave up. Now I read my chick lit with pride-- okay maybe not pride, but less embarrassment?

  2. Ahhh I'm always embarrassed when people ask me what I'm reading...because it's never anything substantial...

  3. I get so tired of reading serious stuff for school that I am completely unashamed to read chick lit in public, really, who doesn't love Meg Cabot?


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