Banned Books

Growing up I craved books.  Due to the religious beliefs of my parents the books I was allowed to read were tightly controlled.  At some point I remember practically giving up on fiction because my mom had to read them first and they couldn't have any sex, cussing, ungodly behaviour . . . Nonfiction books were a better bet.  I started picking up books on architecture. I fell in love with Frank Lloyd Wright but I wasn't allowed to read anymore after the first couple because I made the mistake of checking out too many of them from the library at one time, showing too much interest,  and my dad made me put them back.  The weren't "necessary"  - there just was no reason for me to be interested in architecture so it was suspect. So I tried fashion. And everything else. I'd plan the whole time I was at the library trying to come up with a pile that wouldn't be suspicious, that I could justify wanting to read, and then I would fail and he'd put them back.  

This is not about whether that was right or wrong (it was wrong) or what his intentions were (no doubt good).  The point is that banned books are real to me.  Limited access to knowledge because knowledge is dangerous is something I lived.  I feel, as I do in a lot of areas, stunted when intelligent people talk.  
Enter the American Library Association's 100 most challenged books in libraries from 1990 - 2000, a period when my access to books was very limited.   I ran across the list on Wikipedia which is no doubt an eyebrow raising source, but I knew what I wanted to do.   One hundred books, one thousand days.  And while I'm at it, I'll write.  
Hang on, it's going to be a wild ride.