“Beach reading” conjures up ultra-light fiction for lazy summer days spent soaking up the sun. You leave behind the bleakly serious academic literature, the strictly composed 18th century poetry, the epic tomes, and the fact-based nonfiction. All of those bulky textbooks stay at home, too, gathering dust until autumn. Now is the time for easy, breezy, reading meant for pure entertainment. You want the kind of fun reading you can do while sipping a cool beverage at your favorite oceanside, poolside, or lakeside destination.
The Carefree Option
But when you want the ultimate summer reading experience, tune out
I have an odd imagination; my husband tells me this constantly. I think of the oddest of things at times when you might least expect it. For instance, I glimpsed this morning’s newsletter with last week’s blog post opening sentence and I said to myself, “What kind of personalities would book genres be if they were people?” And then I thought that might make for an interesting blog post; so here goes…
Obligatory disclaimer: There are hundreds of genres and sub-genres and if I attempt to figure them all out we’ll be here all year so I
As an avid horror reader in my teenaged years, my mother would often caution me about how much of “that trash” I read, to be careful I didn’t fill my head with horrors so terrible that it tainted my soul. My mother is quite religious and thus the “taint your soul” aspect of her cautions were almost inevitable. Her argument was that we become what we fill our hearts and minds with. Thus if I read too much horror stories, I would become horrible myself.
I guess there might be a certain amount of logic in that. Lately,