The paradox of graduate school: with probably 30 books on my reading lists for classes, four jobs to juggle, and research reports to complete, I’m having a hard time putting down a book that was (before this morning) on none of my reading lists, and that I merely saw while scanning the shelves of the library.
Go figure.
Unfortunately, for now the preface to Spivak’s A Critique of Postcolonial Reason will have to remain in abeyance.
“…Thus the reader’s place is as unsecured as the writer’s. But is that not the status of all texts, resisted in the writing and the reading?”
Snark on the Side 
Sometimes it's in the books we discover the really interesting things, things that can even drive scholarship/insights/papers/etc etc