JKR's Books list, and ACID POPS vs. LOLLIPOPS

[Sydney]

No: HPFGUIDX 157448

--Sydney:
> > Final note-- dude, it's a bit rich for her to be cautioning the
> > kiddies against falling for Bad Boys, and then putting "Wuthering
> > Heights" at the top of her list for impressionable young minds. 

> Dungrollin:
> I suspect that if ACID POPS or LOLLIPOPS end up as canon, Heathcliff 
> will be unceremoniously turfed off his throne by a strong new 
> contender for 'Most Troubled Romantic Lead (Male)' at the next Annual 
> BookWorld Awards (Bookies).


Sydney:
Hee!  I have to say I prefer ACID POPS for fanfic, because it's just
so hot... I mean, icily beautiful aristocratic married woman,
friendless and alone... chip-on-shoulder lower-class Northern lad made
good with roiling passions.. somebody hand me a fan!  *fans self*  

Sooo much hotter than Dead Perfect Lily and the whole Victorian
Madonna on a Pedestal inspiring the sinner to goodness.. sigh.  But
hey!  We're about *melodrama* around here, not hotness, so I better
get back on the wagon. I think Snape is more Sydney Carton than
Heathcliff (I've posted this before, but what the heck I'll do it
again-- could Carton BE more Snapey than in the original
illustrations:   
http://www.victorianweb.org/art/illustration/phiz/2b.html ), being
generally a more inscrutable and oblique character, and one whose arc
with the hero, IMO, goes upwards.

Out of interest, I'm trying to make out the titles on the bookshelf in
her author picture on HBP.  Of interest I see:

"The Well of Loneliness", a lesbian coming-of-age story, so at least
we can say she's no homophobe...

A big book labelled "Freud"

Jane Austen's letters, natch,

Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, also natch (one of the few
other examples I can think of where the story tries to mature along
with the protagonist)

Something by Trollope, which looks like "The Way We Live Now", which
if she got through it I take my hat off.  Goes to the whole
'corruption of society' thing.

Can anybody make anything else out?

-- Sydney, squinting