Help! For the last nine months my girlfriend has been buying me books by the wrong author, fully believing that she's treating me to work by my favourite writer (who incidentally she believes is a pervert!).
Some context: on our first date I told my current girlfriend that my favourite writer is the Japanese author Haruki Murakami. We were talking about our passions and I mentioned that I'd spent a lot of time as a teenager at the local library, reading whatever I could get my hands on. Eventually, I said, I stumbled onto good old Haruki, and my life was changed forever.
It seems that just the 'Murakami' portion stuck in her brain, however. Fast forward to a couple weeks later. It was probably our 5th or 6th date. She was practically giddy when she showed up, telling me she had a surprise for me. After several minutes of playing the 'guess' game she gave me a hint: it was a book by my favourite author.
Man was I excited. It felt great knowing she'd honed in on something we'd talked about on our first date. Not only that, but I didn't actually own any of Murakami's novels in physical form, so I really was thrilled.
My face fell when she handed me the book. It was '69' by Ryu Murakami. Both writers are Japanese, but their work is totally different. She was so pleased with herself, though, that I didn't have the heart to tell her the truth: that she'd bought me a book by the wrong Murakami. Worse still, after she gave me the book, she started to make comments about how my taste in books is 'really weird' and even 'disturbing'. Turns out she read the book before giving it to me, and she hated it! She thought it was disgusting and immoral.
Somehow the conversation kept coming back to the book throughout the night, as though her impression of me had been changed by learning that my favourite author was this guy Ryu. It all culminated in her saying that she thought he was a pervert for writing so much about erections (incidentally Ryu Murakami isn't a pervert, he's just a bit edgy and my gf had up until 69 only really read Western YA and some mainstream fantasy).
Because I appreciated the gesture I decided to let it all blow over. I assumed that her interest in what books I'm into would be fleeting, and besides, I didn't even know how long we'd last together. It was early days.
Two months later we were still together, and my birthday was coming up. On the morning of, almost the exact same situation happened. Girlfriend was stoked, gave me my present, and it was a copy of Piercing by Ryu Murakami. Again, she kept making comments about how weird I was to like his stuff. And to make matters worse, we were out for lunch with my sister when it happened, and she's not a reader at all, so she had no idea what was going on or why I was essentially being outed as 'being into weird shit' at the cafe table.
Since then, my girlfriend has bought me a new Ryu Murakami novel every month without fail, and it's at the point where the lie is so big that I honestly don't know how to tell her or what to do. We've been together for nine months now!
So what I'm asking is: How can I tell my girlfriend the truth? I appreciate that her actions are rooted in generosity but she constantly tells people that I have a 'sick and twisted' taste in writers and I think some people are taking her seriously. I don't want to hurt her feelings but I also feel like she needs to know. I really like her and plan on keep seeing her for the indefinite future but this feels like something that's going to eventually catch up to us.