A mid-nineteenth century novel written by a French author who hated the privileged rich class, translated into English by an activist , actress, and feminist who just so happened to be the youngest daughter of KARL MARX, and the novel went on TRIAL for OBSCENITY when it was published?!?! Monsieur Flaubert you have me so intrigued….

So basically I was on PB and switched to a different tab, then when I went back the website was like a solid dark blue-green. Nice color, but annoying because I had to reload the site to get back to PB, has this happened to anyone else? Thanks!

I’m typically a horror, fantasy & sci-fi reader. I love fucked up horror, but this doesn’t seem like my usual read. Should I pick this up?

Since this went so well last week…. What is YOUR complaint of the week? No matter how big, small, or insignificant it may feel, shout it to the void!!! (Be supportive and nice✨🙂‍↕️🤍)

Ever since I was little, I have read a lot. Of course I started with YA fantasy and contemporary high school romance, but I branched out and nowdays I mostly read lit-fic and classics. Or so I say publicly. The case is that I still really enjoy some cheesy plot-focused YA fantasys and scifis. The reason why this matters is because I got selected into a group of young writers and poets (aged between 13 and 20), that seem to have potential. We go to workshops once a month in Budapest and we also have chance for publication. Now I am having a lot of fun, made really good friends and everyone is really cool, but most people only read litfic and classics there. Which makes me feel stupid. When we had to introduce ourselves I was so afraid to mention that my all time favourite books are a japanese light novel series. I don't know if they judged me based on that, but these peeps are out here reading Dostoyevski and Szerb. Which I love too, but I am currenty rereading Cinder by Marissa Meyer for the third time, which is not really the height of intellectual work, more just a well written fun story. Of course I would never judge anyone for reading whatever the want, I am more afraid of being judged myself. The other young writers are really cool, and I don't think they would think I am a brainlet for liking "sloppier" books, but I still feel inferior. How do I get over this?

the fomo disease has taken me places that i wouldn't go to with a gun...