If anyone would pay attention to my book collection, it would be easy to conclude that I dig World War II genres. I find that era fascinating, heart wrenching and exciting all at the same time. My term paper back in high school, if I remember it right, was about the cruelties of that war. Although I get horrified in reading holocaust tales, my interest and curiosity progresses exponentially. I even got my self a hard copy of Hitler's Mein Kampf just to pick his brain.
Not to make this post longer than it would be, I present my minuscule but fairly filling collection written in my ghastly handwriting!
Getting In Touch With Your Inner Bitch - Elizabeth Hilts The True Stella Awards - Randy Cassingham Angela's Ashes - Frank McCourt Les Miserables - Victor Hugo The Real McCoy - Darin Strauss |
Memories of My Melancholy Whores - Gabriel Garcia Marquez Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte The Scarlet Letter - Nathaniel Hawthorne Veronika Decides to Die - Paolo Coelho The Aryan Myth - Leon Poliakov |
Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life. ~Mark Twain



