Booking Through Thursday -- July 12, 2012
Today's question is
what book(s) have you read that you are secretly ashamed to admit.
This is an easy answer. None. Zip. Nada.
I guess I was a little shy about my mother finding out that I read "Gidget" when I was about 13. She questioned the appropriateness. I guess she hadn't realized that I had outgrown "The Bobbsey Twins" although I still pick one of those up now and then. My reading taste runs more along the line of historical fiction, a new interest in mysteries, fun books like the one I am reading now, "East End Jubilee" -- books about the human condition. I am not a big fan of romance -- especially the stuff with the Fabio lookalike on the cover. I do not like books that contain violence, especially against women and children, and I am not the sort to read gruesome stuff. If I want that as entertainment, all I need to do is turn on the television. I do like biographies as well.
Sex in books doesn't bother me, if not violent, although I don't seek it out. However, I had a lovely chat with my dental hygienist yesterday about "The Fifty Shades of Grey". She was completely embarrassed to admit that she had read the trilogy and didn't really want to admit it. She even archived it on her Kindle so her kids wouldn't find out she had read it. I downloaded a free sample of it onto my Nook a few weeks back when everybody was talking about it and, honestly, it just didn't grab me. After the conversation with the girl yesterday, I will have to give it a second look at some point just out of curiosity. However, I have, at last count, about fifty to-be-read books on my shelf and those have first priority.
