Don’t throw out Anais Nin, it breaks my heart

Anais Nin: Saucy MInx
Anais Nin: Saucy MInx

Yesterday, I tried to be good and read a book about the Common Core. If you don’t know what the Common Core is you probably live under a rock, don’t have any children/teens or work with children/teens, or both. Actually, you should know what the Common Core standards are just because you’re an American and it’s becoming a part of American culture and education. So get on that! (Here’s some FAQs.) Basically, It’s the new national standards for schools. Very exciting reading, right? Indeed . . . but instead I lounged around eating chocolate and reading Anais Nin.

I was reading Anais Nin because I remembered I had a novel of hers I started about a year ago then got distracted some something else and never finished. Then the other day at work I was shocked, SHOCKED! to find Vol. I of Anais Nin’s diaries in our recycling bin at the library, the poor paperback having been weeded. My first thought was, “Oh my gosh! How can we throw this out? What a waste! Nin is a genius!” Then I realized with horror – I sounded like a patron! What’s worse is that I could probably say why we were getting rid it of it: not in high demand, not a lot of space, and probably hadn’t circulated in years. If you’ve been reading this blog since the beginning you know that I LOVE weeding, so I should have been able to handle the fact that one of my favorite authors was being weeded. It can be painful though, and I know that the reference librarians must have agonized other getting rid of dear Anais. It is necessary and maybe I should feel bad snatching it form the recycling bin, but I really don’t.

So yes, I saved it – the library may not be needing it but I do. It can sit next to Vol. IV of her journals on my shelf and across from the first book in her continuous novel, Ladders to Fire, which is amazing by the way. In my mind I keep referring it to “In Search of Lost Time for Ladies,” but that’s probably not fair to Proust or Nin. I realized there’s probably nothing more decadent (and probably pretentious) than laying on my bed reading Anais Nin and eating chocolate. I’m ok with that. For fun, check out this amazing blog post about what your favorite author says about you. It’s really long but great. Here’s what the author says about Anais Nin:

I do love Margaret Atwood and the color green. This Lauren Leto person really knows me.
I do love Margaret Atwood and the color green! This Lauren Leto person really knows me.

There are more, often acerbic, gems in there: “Jackie Collins: Your drunk stepmother;” “Edgar Allan Poe: People who live in their mother’s basements. Or goth seventh graders;” “Pearl S. Buck: Women whose favorite president was Harry S. Truman;” and perhaps my favorite, “Richard Dawkins: People who have their significant other grab them under the table in order to shut them up whenever someone else at a dinner says something absolutely ridiculous and wrong.” Well, the Thomas Aquinas one is also pretty great, too (“Premature ejaculators”).

This post was supposed to be about me reading about the Common Core. But I didn’t really get too far on that, and it’s really just devolved into decadence and pot-shots at Thomas Aquinas. That’s a sign that I should probably stop.

But I am curious. Who is your favorite author and the corresponding delightful quip from Lauren Leto’s post?

7 thoughts on “Don’t throw out Anais Nin, it breaks my heart

  1. So – I’m a huge Michael Chabon fan… but didn’t know who Ayelet Waldman was, therefore I couldn’t hate her.

    I also typed in Jeffrey Eugenides – and spot on “girls who didn’t get enough drama when they were younger.” Definitely me.

  2. Ones that made me laugh: Dan Brown, Richard Russo, Rebecca Wells, Phillippa Gregory, Michael Chabon, Truman Capote. My favorite author isn’t on the list.

  3. Oh, so much to say! The Internets are evil – I’ve been sucked in! Pinterest led me to your blog. Well, then I had to read this post about weeding, because my library is weeding as well, so I understand your mixed emotions. And, Anais. Because, well, ANAIS. But THEN, this hilarious favorite author stereotyping thing! Which of COURSE I had to post on MY Facebook. And then I had to check out what was going on there. Now … back to your blog … how did I get here? Oh, Pinterest is still open. Why was I there? OH! Banned Books Week! See? This is how a librarian’s brain works! Anyway. That beyond cool banned books week poster you made, with the pages torn from Fahrenheit 451? Do you mind terribly if I scam your idea for a display in my library for this year’s BBW? Which happens two weeks from Sunday? And I’ve bookmarked your blog because you rock 🙂

    1. Of course! Scam it with my blessing! I do feel a little bad tearing out of the pages from Fahrenheit 451 because . . . of Fahrenheit 451 but it was an old copy that I got expressly for that purpose. And I usually read books not destroy them!

      But thanks a bunch! Any ideas I post, you’re welcome to use and share-alike.

  4. My favorite author isn’t there: Madeline L’Engle. Does that mean I am invisible?

    Although I laughed very hard at the Jane Austen/Bronte sisters answer.

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