1. Here's to You Rachel Robinson. I read the kiss scene and got hot and bothered as a pre-pubescent girl. A lot of times.
  2. The Giving Tree, which is the root of all my guilt problems. (Well, that plus being a Jew.)
  3. The Philip Roth oeuvre. Hater of women, articulator of human experience.
  4. The Sense of an Ending. Julian Barnes cuts at my soul and I can only sort of handle it.
  5. This is a Book for Parents of Gay Kids. I edited it. I am most proud.