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I read and read and read. But not everything. I think I have grown more choosy over what I read in the last couple of years.
But my choices have become more arbitrary and wide. So, my favorite books are hard to pinpoint and I cannot settle for one book a time... until that book really can make do so. Recently I have been reading Patrick White's works. I like his perception but his narration always twists my sanity. But I love him,.not because he's a homosexual but I like his vast knowledge over many myths and religions and his ability to fuse various philosophies as if it was only natural to thing do so. Yet, I haven't touched any of his works which dealt homosexuality explicitly.
Another gay writer that I adore is E. M. Forster. His is so much more feminine. In fact, sometimes he reminds of Maugham.
As with many gay readers, I presume, I like to trace out dormant or latent homosexuality in the novels. One such writer that I think pink is Chinua Achebe. His Things Fall Apart was so full of suggestion that I could not wonder. Another one in whose works I felt such repressed motive was R. K.Narayan. Though it is tough to determine if it was indeed a sexual tension or an older form of bromance, there sure did exist some tension between Vasu and Natraj of Narayan's Maneater of Malgudi.
I'm a student of literature, therefore I am forced to read many readers I don't wish to read. Rudyard Kipling is one such reader. I simply cannot stand his views on Imperialism. But... his Kim is one such novel that left me wondering though I confess I never finished it, it sure did send my gaydar beeping once or twice. On the other hand, Conrad's Heard of Darkness was a beautiful one that explored Marlowe's attraction to Kurtz.
Of recently, my reading habits took a weird turn, I somehow am drawn to Nietzsche and Camus. The last time I brushed with Existentialism was with Beckett's Waiting for Godot (was it a gay work? I may never know )
and with Camus's Happy Death.
But this year-end, I decided to finish certain books, books I have been hoarding all the year.. but it seems fate has decided to go against me. The semesters that were supposed to be over by now are postponed so I'm still stuck with my boring prescribed books. With time running, I think I can complete them by the end of  January.