A friend writes:
I thought of a possible game you might like: What did you read when? It was prompted by a friend, who reported that his wife said their mid-teenage kids better read Ayn Rand quick, or they will be too old for her.
I was thinking of reading the Alexandria Quartet about a dozen years ago, in my early thirties, when my wife, who had loved it, waved me off: I was too old.
There are books that can only be read when we’re young; books that can only be read when we’re old; and books that can be read at all ages, but which change as their readers do. Maybe there are also books that are the same for everybody (genre fiction? Wodehouse?).
I’m on the fly all week and won’t have time to play the first round myself, but this is obviously a superior game, so I’ve decided to pass the word to any of you who feel like jumping into the pool. I’ll get back to it once things slow down and my lungs clear up (the second of which seems to be happening, about which more later).
For now, gotta run. Just got back from The Incredibles (also AWML) and now have to change clothes for an off-off-Broadway preview waaaaay downtown. More anon.