That wasn't why I threw it though - that was because I was deeply jealous that I hadn't made millions out of a book that was so appallingly written. The other was a little known Aussie novel, Coonardo.
It stated on the back that "so often Aboriginal women have been portrayed as animal-like and that this was an attempt to write their voices". The book then had every Aboriginal woman "trot", "bray" and "lollop" through the pages.
In blind rage (I had little social life at the time), I went through and circled every offending verb in the entire novel in an act of defacement that was exceptionally nerdy.
Even for me. Some of the best books ever have been banned - Animal Farm and Catcher in the Rye come to mind. The whole point of books is to liberate and educate, to empathise and undermine - in short to allow our minds to wander places we can't go, to see things we might not otherwise see given the constraints of our everyday lives.
Those books have become classics - not because they're subversive but because they're so damn good. The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-time Indian is utterly brilliant and I've lost track of the kids who have been turned on to reading by bouncing through its raucous pages but it too has been banned in some states in America. I haven't heard the same of Ted Dawe's Into the River, but if you wanted a book to get read by a bunch of teenagers - the best thing you can ever do is ban it.