I've always read for pleasure. I studied English too, but not sure I'd be seen as well read. The most pretentious person I've met was the girl in the first week of my lit degree. When asked to name favourite books, we all named novels. When the lecturer said that this somewhat confirmed her theory that the novel is the de facto form of literature, this girl immediately, loudly "recanted" and named Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. I'm sure she had read and loved it, but if she'd loved it that much, she'd have said it first anyway. I also read nothing but trash for a few months when I finished my degree; I wanted books with nothing to analyse, easy language and no historical context to consider. My brain needed the break!
Now, I read whatever I fancy; crime, histories, biographies, some fluff, modern classics, old classics, the occasional thriller. I'm currently in the middle of the Cadfael mysteries and will read The Godfather next, followed by a huge biography of Guy Burgess. I reread lots, too. Rereads are a form of comfort food and I love delving deeper into these worlds through revisiting. Everyone had different tastes and can find merit in a particular genre. Le Guin, Pratchett, Tolkien, Lewis and most fantasy/magic leave me cold. Friends adore them. They wouldn't necessarily pick up books that I enjoy. I love A Dance To The Music Of Time, John Le Carre spy novels, Christopher Isherwood and was hooked by Alone in Berlin and now want to read more Fallada. I also like Daphne Du Maurier, H E Bates, Collette stories and Kurkov - he makes me laugh. Two books I had to work to enjoy but now adore are Maurice and Out of Africa- I haven't been offended when friends have put them down.
I also love trashy Lauren Weisberger novels, the glorious camp of Valley of the Dolls, enjoy getting lost in Jilly Cooper and Kathy Reichs books, still reread Harry Potter and proudly display the Flambards novels, the Chalet School, Mallory Towers, The Phantom Tollbooth, Alice in Wonderland, Little Women and When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit plus sequels on my bookshelves.
I got very fed up, as an English student, when people seemed to narrow "literature" down to Shakespeare, Dickens and Austen. These were the names that came up when I told people I was an English student. I loved some Shakespeare and enjoy studying the language, Dickens- I have a couple I will reread, ones I tolerate and ones I dutifully plodded through and Austen leaves me cold. I've never finished a JA and avoided modules that included her novels. Plenty of classmates adored the above and avoided modules I wanted to do. I studied and loved Hardy, Trollope, the Brontes and Thackeray and Medieval Lit. I liked translating Chaucer. I still enjoy a lot of American Classics and modern classics that I read as a teenager. I respected the choices my classmates made, they respected mine and we all bonded over which Hogwarts house we'd be in, anyway. 