Oct 30 2009
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Vroman's Own Allison Hill on Losing Her Literary Verginity
You can imagine my surprise when I stumbled upon a paperback of John Irving’s bestseller The Hotel New Hampshire in the living room bookcase. My Southern Baptist parents who had dutifully protected my innocence by prohibiting me from watching “The Bad News Bears”, “Grease”, and “Three’s Company”, had never thought to lock up their bookcase the way one would lock up a liquor cabinet. And it would never have occurred to me to read their boring adult books if I hadn’t run out of “age appropriate” material, with my weekly library visit still days away.
