Black Sun.

"You're nervous," he said.
She nodded. "Yes. I'm scared."
"So am I."
"I never spent a night with a man before."
"I know. And I never spent a night with you before. That makes us even." He smiled at her and squeezed her shoulder. "The way to do it," he said, "the only easy way, we'll have to get just a little bit drunk. First. Okay?"
"Okay."
"So drink up."

--excerpt from Black Sun, by Edward Abbey
I enjoyed this book, in a depressing way. It's a love story about nature and a young woman and escape from all the bullshit. I always have these fantasies about living in a cabin with no human contact for six months, talking only to deer and squirrels. I'm curious to see how insane I would go. But I would read so many books! And possibly start and finish my screenplay. This is a fantastic idea. I need to make this happen. But I'm too much of a coward. Phooey.