What Book to Get for Your Literary Husband Who is so High Brow in his Reading Choices That You Feel Slightly Embarrassed (but also Slightly Smug) When You Tell Him You Loved The Devil Wears Prada (and Wait, he Read it on the Sly and Loved it too but Shhhhhh)…
Ladies, Gents, this is a Christmas love letter to The Literary Man (not the blog, but the person) and to books, always books. For our final installment of the Literary Gift Guide, I thought we’d get personal with THE LITERARY MAN, dig deep into his book preferences, and talk about what oh what to give a guy who has such opinions about books. Don’t get me wrong. This guy knows what he loves and has the knowledge to back it up. He can spout out information on the most obscure Latin American literature, and yes, he’s actually read Alejo Carpentier, and yes, he prefers The Lost Steps to The Kingdom of This World. He’s read Cortazar, tracked down the illustrious translator Gregory Rabassa, and uses obscure Borges references as passwords. His first love was Catherine in A Farewell to Arms. His first hero, the knights from Le Morte D’Arthur. His first laugh out loud “This is the most hilarious book I’ve ever read?” Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. His copies of The Waste Land and Remainder are old and frayed. So with this, I’m in search of a literary gem, a tiny something that I can give to him that he hasn’t read yet, that he doesn’t know, and that would blow his mind.
1. Wallace Stegner: Crossing to Safety
Because here we are in Vermont. And we love each other. And marriage is a journey best taken alongside other couples who love you, who have your back, and who are always ready to sit around the gin bottle a la What We Talk About When We Talk About Love and put it all out there.
2. Denis Johnson: The Laughing Monsters
Because a) Denis Johnson is amazing and b) Jesus’ Son made him laugh out loud
3. Pedro Jua Gutierrez: Dirty Havana Trilogy: A Novel in Stories
Because it was banned in Cuba, translated to English by Bolanos’s translator Natasha Wimmer, and the cover is bad ass.
4. Haruki Murakami: The Strange Library
Because really I want to read this one, and buying it for him will inevitably allow me to borrow it for a while while it sits in his queue.
5. A lovely little poetry book (which is what I’ve gotten him thus far) but don’t want to disclose which one since I’m sure he’s reading this right now.
And to all of you, the happiest of holidays from our literary home to yours… xx
Wreath photo from here.