I don't think I read any saucy books when I was a kid.
Well, I don't read saucy books now, so I guess that makes sense.
I don't think my parents ever commented on what I was reading, except my dad always wanted me to stop reading in the van on road trips and look out the window.
I haven't read Wuthering Heights but aren't you supposed to not model your relationships off it?
Heh. Every time I read it I can't understand why I love it so much given that everyone in it behaves reprehensibly.
No wait! I just remembered why I love it. I love the scene
when the child's hand reaches through the window.
Well that and the Kate Bush song.
Man, my mother read EVERYTHING. I think I picked up her copy of The Happy Hooker at age 12. Quality didn't matter so much. She read everything and assumed I would, too.
The only version of Wuthering Heights I'm familiar with is Monty Python's semaphore version.
I read that book *three times* when I was a kid, every other year or so, just to make sure I still hated it. Which I did.
Tying this in with the Santa discussion from the other day (was that in here or Bitches?), I found out he was pretend through reading, specifically a Southern Living at my grandparents when I was 8.
Do libraries just let kids borrow anything?
All in all, I think I'd rather my kid had the freedom to read whatever s/he wanted whether I knew about it or not. I'd also like to have a relationship with my children where they don't feel they have to hide books from me, but lord knows I didn't bring the Anne Rice porn I was reading in high school to the dinner table either.
I just remembered why I love it.
I love it because of the narrative structure. I dig that the story comes together from various people's accounts, and sometimes there are nested narratives, and it's just good times.
I read The Happy Hooker when I was about 10. It was passed around school. On later reflection, I was probably a bit young for it.
The only book my mom ever banned me from reading was Forever. Of course, one of my junior high friends had a copy and it went through our entire group within a few weeks.
Ahahahaha! Yes, I remember this early adolescent milestone.
When I was in middle school, the book being passed around was It (Stephen King). I had a few passages read aloud to me and it was enough to turn me off ever reading the whole thing.
The only "scandalous book that lots of people read" in my high school (that I knew about) was Go Ask Alice.
After all the fuss, it was a bit of a letdown to finally read it.