I have been very quiet lately. Midterms. Mommyhood. Wifehood. Oh yeah, and the few, fleeting moments that I steal for myself when I stubbornly sit and refuse to let anything else take away from my reading time. This has been my life of late. I try to catch up with blogs – but I mostly catch up via Twitter. Sounds like everyone’s having a grand time – which warms my heart.
I have a confession to make.
I have drifted away from more “literary” reads (if you can call them that) and have started reading books that are more romance oriented, historical fiction romance to be exact. You know the type – bold heroine, dashing hero, hot passionate sex and an adventure with lots of horse-back riding that inevitably leads to ever-lasting love in a grand castle of sorts. Completely and utterly unbelievable.
I’m eating it up. My brain is thanking me for the break from incessant thinking and analysis.
At first, I thought it a bit ironic considering my loathing of 50 Shades of Grey…but these books have strong characterization, strong (albeit, formulaic) plots and they have (what I think is) a good grounding in history (important for historical fiction).
Now, as I write this, I realize that these books aren’t trashy after all. I think I would insult the legions of fans of this genre to call these books trashy. They are pure fun and definitely help me unwind from long, stressful days.
Hmmm….change in direction for my blog? Who knows? In the meantime, I will keep reading and (hopefully) writing about my new-found interest in romantic historical fiction.
Do you ever find yourself reading (or doing) something completely out of character and find it totally refreshing?