Confessions of a Former Book Snob
I'm not proud of it, but it's true. I used to be the kind of person who would never read anything published in the pocketbook size they call 'mass market.' Only thoughtful and poetic prose for me. None of those books you can buy at the checkout at the grocery store. I loved tragic stories and sweeping epics. Good books didn't make you laugh; they made you cry. The books of my heart were big and bold, sad and heavy.
