ITT: We judge our parents' taste in literature

ITT: We judge our parents' taste in literature.

I'll start out.

Mom:

>Metro 2033, Dmitry Glukhovsky
>Master and Margarita, Mikhail Bukgakov
>Heart of a Dog, Mikhail Bulgakov
>One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Marquez
>The Twelve Chairs, Ilf and Petrov
>Death of Hero, Richard Aldington

Dad:

>Everything by Victor Pelevin

>my dad can beat you dad!

It's not so much about initiating a geneological pissing contest, but more in the vein that we inherit several of our parents character traits – it would be interesting to consider how their literary taste has influenced us as individuals.

My mom considers herself a religious woman and she never ever read the Bible from the beginning to the end. And my dad, of course he did, left me. You may consider yourself lucky, my russian friend.

My mom reads self-help books

Nobody has seen my dad in years

brb i'm gonna seduce your mom

Mom: in her youth she used to read everything she could get her hands on, from the plebbiest fiction to Joyce's weird stuff, but never talked about it and just treated it like something to do when there's nothing on TV.

Dad: weird shit like alien conspiracy books. He never bought into them, but still found them entertaining. He didn't read that much, but he collected weird books like a Soviet music school manual entitled "Learning Music with Comrade Stalin".

Grandma: Pleb romance novels only she heard about.

Grandpa: Adventure novels that he used to summarise for me and my cousin as bedtime stories. Pretty comfy.

Writers my Mom likes includes Oscar Wilde, Dostoevsky, Kipling (mostly his poems), Shakespeare, Charlotte Brontë, Jules Verne and Charles Dickens. Growing up she read a lot and a pretty wide variety. Lately she is rereading Shakespeare's plays and Wollstonecraft's novels.

My Dad hasn't read much fiction since he was young. He told me Brothers Karamazov was a good book once but outside of that I can not name any fiction writer he has praised. He seems to read mostly non-fiction and stuff on Buddhism.

Dad:
>Wrote a lot of poetry in his college years, stopped once he ended up homeless and had a brief stint in the Coast Guard to get out of being homeless over a winter.
>Has a book shelf but half of them are business texts, religious text, or non-fiction about traveling
>Never really read literature but gave me some good recommendations for poetry.

Mom:
>I don't I ever saw her read a book
>I'm not even too sure she can read english since she used to make me write all her emails and myspace/facebook posts back in the day

Grandpa:
>Big into the arts, mostly focused on paintings but also wrote poetry.
>Destroyed most of his work in drunken despair while after he got divorced and was living in a junkyard
>When he passed I got half of his collection. Most of it was compilations of poetry.
>Got into T.S. Eliot through him but my dad took most of it from me.

Mom:
>Can't read
>She has been literally functionally illiterate since I was 5.
>Had a stroke.

Dad:
>Conspiracy theories
>Right wing pop-politics
>Military history

Grandpa:
>Tropic of Cancer
>Brave New World
>Dune
>Philip K. Dick
>Jung
>The Bible

My mom reads erotica.
My pa reads cop shit.
Never saw grandma touch a book.
My grandpa reads shitty occultism and book about the masonry.
My sister reads YA shit.
Send help.

Mom reads YA and Dad is probably illiterate

Why are Russians so much better than Americans?

Mom:
>No clue, she seems to have had an interest in vaguely postmodern material during her younger years though
Dad:
>military strategy, history, right wing politics, etc.
I don't really know my parents well

Mom:
>Daniel Steele
>Barbara Delinsky
>Low-tier history books about Martha Washington, Queen Vic, etc.
She's working class and never went to college, leave her alone

Dad:

>Everything WEB Griffin ever wrote
>Almost everything Michael Crichton ever wrote
>Bukowski
>Hemingway
>e.e. cummings
>The Ginger Man, J.P. Dunleavy
>Other low-tier boomer stuff

Mom:

She reads classics just to have something to talk with me about, this led to us growing closer.

Dad:

he attrmpted to do the same thing, but only had time for audiobooks. I scorned him for this, this led to his suicide (the distance between us, not just my criticizing him for this, amongst other reasons)
I regret it every day bros.

>he attrmpted to do the same thing, but only had time for audiobooks. I scorned him for this, this led to his suicide
How fucking autistic are you?

Misery.

100 years was really fucking good

Your mum is in her 40's, right?

>mom: no actual taste of her own
>dad: phantasmagorically shit taste
Welp. Sucks to be you, user.

Mum:
>Reads mostly crime and mystery fiction novels she gets at the library, will occasionally read something that I recommend to her and give to her to read.
Dad:
>I have never seen him read or ever mention books at all, I know he isn't illiterate though.
Grandma:
>Same as my mum, but also reads horror novels, the current turned seems to be about vampires.

The same reason New Zealand has produced no great works of literature.

>150 year old "country"
>muh suffering
Retards like you should be shot in the womb.

Dad
>Dosto
>Tolstoy
>Saul Bello
>Books on physics and relativity
>has read about 50 of the 100 classics and keeps picking off more ever day
He double-majored in Russian history and psychology and then became a successful lawyer. One of the most Veeky Forums people I know.

Mom
>All the Light We Cannot See
>The Five People Tou Meet In Heaven
>Books on social work and geriatrics which is the field she works in
>typical /momcore/ feel good novels about families written by modernist authors and other stuff like that

>my girlfriend is a supermodel in canada
Sucks you didn't have a dad.

Mom doesn't ever read but keeps saying she likes books, dad only reads the Bible. I'm basically Veeky Forums's child.

Monika

Tonight I observe, you've had your blonde hair
shown. A criminal act. I'm confused.
But I congratulate you- and myself for noticing.
I order a beer downing it with relish.

Mochtest du noch eins, Johannes?

Ja bitte, Monika. Worless, I drink the second glass
to your eyes opeed wide and lit up. I drink

to the expressive lift and fall of your arm
and shoulder; the silken loiter and tilt of your
breasts mouthing not one tiney word of apology
for their insolece, the proud sensual hint
of line and bulk-

Sorry? I ask. You look at me in wonderment.
I've not caught a single word you've said!

And this evening, in the cosy Yugoslav Kneipe in
Nachod Strasse, I greet Horst, Auto Mechanic
working for VOLVO. I say: Guten Abend, to Frau
Richter & her Dog, and a couple of others whose
faces I've got to know after a few visits.

Monika, you enfold all with you vivacity & celan.
In a twinkle of an eye, a wave of an invisible
wand, re-make of each, a fashion Princess all aglow,
a tipsy King- on his night off as a Maintenance
Fitter on teh Lake Ferry, a Frog changing quite rapidly
into a Prince (me)- a fugitive Queen with a spark-up
singing a Country & Western old one:

Theer goes mah reason for wantin' you, theer goes mah ev'ra
THA-ING

And the Queen, unable to go on, is just about ready now to
do a Royal Chunder (not a dance) abandoning all,
Her Crown, Her Common Lover, Her Royal Ring-

Monika, Monika, you defer to each their own private
space to savour of survery hunger or thirst
nail-polish or navel, friend, future enemy or lover.

Johannes, you like strong German beer, ja?

Ja! Strong German women, too, mit hairy mussels
smoked Aale, raw herrings: wunderbar!
Bring mir alles, bitte- mit Salat. Ich lievbe dich.

Ja, ja... Johannes. 1st schon gut.

>tfw dad and I have bonded over books since I was a kid
>earliest besides picture books and classic fairy tales I can remember was reading through all of Walking With Dinosaurs together and then we went to go visit some fossil sights
>When I was in high school we’d go to the library and pick out what book we were going to tackle next together
>When I visited Home from uni last winter break we read a couple chapters of Lewis Sinclair’s “It Can’t Happen Here” every night before bed and feel finishedbit right before I had to go back
>just call him up every now and then and talk about what books we’re reading
>have inside jokes based upon the stuff we’ve read that nobody else gets
>We’re reading Paradise Lost next

It’s like having a Veeky Forums shitposter for a Dad. Read to your kids anons, I’ll be doing he same with my son.

Everything I have said is 100% true. I’m sorry your dad squirted out to a brainlet like you user.

t. Assblasted Hobbits

>Everything I have said is 100% true.
>humanities major
>lawyer
>books on theoretical physics
Yeah, you forgot the part where he works for nintendo.

user I want you to come over to our house for dinner so the three of us can talk about books together. It would be fun!

My father's favorite short story is Lu Xun's Upstairs in the Tavern and it's is equal in quality to some of the stories in Dubliners i m o. It feels strange remarking that even with his encyclopedic knowledge of Chinese lit his favorite Western novels are Tom Clancy books. Mark of a true patrician I guess. Incidentally in his youth he was a fan of translated Maxim Gorky and Mikhail Sholokhov, and you can probably guess why. He still likes Doctor Zhivago as he says it's similar to A Dream of Red Mansions

I want to hang out with your dad user. He sounds like a cool dude.

Dad
>Engineering
>American History
>Conservative lit (Savage, Levin, etc)
>The Constitution

Mom
>Running books
>Self help books
She doesn't really read

Sister
>Teen fiction
>YA romance
>Girly books, idk

Dad: doesn't read
Mum: doesn't read
Sister: reads Veeky Forums because she needs to pass an exam
Me: average, yet growing Veeky Forumserarian