A FEW YEARS AGO, I wrote an article for Matador about the best travel books to read while traveling. I was super proud of it, and then, of course, a friend commented: “Kind of a lot of white dudes on that list, huh?”
My initial reaction was to be supremely annoyed. “Oh, just… goddammit,” I thought. “Can it not be about that just this once?” But I opened the piece back up and read through it — every single one of my ten authors was a white male. I felt a little uncomfortable, so I went onto my Goodreads account, where I keep a categorized list of every book I’ve ever read, and I checked.