An obvious and huge downside to attending grad school for English (beyond that whole employment thing) is that there’s just not enough time to read the things I’d like to.
If I were drafting my ideal Christmas list, and if I had unlimited reading time, I’d go ahead and ask for all the Nancy Mitford novels that I’ve not yet read. The Pursuit of Love and Love in a Cold Climate (and the BBC miniseries version of the two books) have left me desiring much more of her witty voice. Nancy is high on my list of female authors who unfairly (and anachronistically) have been deemed “chick lit” — a list that includes my all-time favorite Elaine Dundy and usual suspect Jane Austen, among others.
At the very least, I plan to work on tracking down a copy of Christmas Pudding, which has not yet been reprinted, for my winter holiday reading.