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SFG75 said:Can't say that I've ever had this problem. I dated a number of girl who had varying interests in reading and politics. At the same time, ending the relationship had nothing to do with books.
AngusBenton said:yes but what about your wife?
SFG75 said:When we were in college, we both shared an intense Dean Koontz phase. If anything during this time, the only tension between us would be who would read a given book first. We also read Utne Reader magazine articles on our own and would then sit and talk about them. It sounds rather prosaic, but the deepness and length of the conversations that we had were just amazing. I remember many a night where we truly listened and that is a lost art these days. It's something that unless you've experienced, it's hard to understand. As a counselor, she works unbelievable hours while I'm a pampered teacher. Her books are mostly about new theories and models of helping troubled adolescents. So yes, she is an avid reader like myself. Heck, she even watched Sahara with me.
I was dating this very nice young lady. Not enough left of center for me to begin with. However, she was very pretty, she attended at top-tier school (Princeton) and, most importantly, thought I was fantastic.
After several weeks she confessed to me (I have books pouring out of every corner of my apartment) that she didn't really enjoy reading novels.
I said, "You don't...read?"
She said, "Oh...but I like magazines!"
I hoped at bare minimum Atlantic Monthly, New Yorker...but alas no.
She read Time Magazine every week. And then...InStyle, Cosmo and People.
I dropped her like a bad habit in a matter of 2 weeks. I just lost all interest.
Sad story, eh?
At the time I met my hub I had a boyfriend from Nebraska who thought I knew a lot about literature. He was studying comparative lit and thought I was way ahead of him. It drove me crazy, because I knew how much I didn't know.
When I met the hub he was in NYC on business from London, reading Burgess's The End of the World News, and he quoted Henry V, Pooh books, Dylan Thomas, and Yeats all over the place--and he's a computer programmer. That's what I love about Englishmen. They're not ashamed to be erudite. Even the regular, nonlovable ones can pull stuff like that out of the hat.
Yes, but it is my singular addiction (outside of Scotch). Also, in the states (at least) there is a huge anti-intellectual current among otherwise smart people that I am keen to avoid.