I read pretty much anything, but genre fiction is my great love in life.
Rincewind is my spirit animal, which says it all really.
Katherine Paterson wrecked me emotionally as a child. To this day I still haven't found books that make me as sad as these two. Sure the end of The Amber Spyglass killed me and the final battle for Hogwarts made me cry, but Wheeze and Leslie just make me think about the vulnerability of life and then I'm crying all over the place.