I hadn’t intended to do a post today on Booking Through Thursday, but I had a ‘doh’ moment when I went back to the page twelve hours later. The question is:
Do you ever crave reading crappy books?
When I made my quick answer post at two in the morning I missed the whole part where the question was inspired by this post at Lit Drift. In doing I so I sounded incredibly redundant to the post when I mentioned that some of the crappiest books make the best guilty pleasure reading. My example was the Twilight Saga. Also mentioned in the post was Dan Brown, The Time-Traveler’s Wife, and The Notebook. While I have not read the last two, I can identify with the others.
When I think ‘crappy’ books, the first thing that comes to mind is being cheesy. A lot of romance novels are cheesy, but they don’t require much brainpower. I don’t need to think and evaluate every little thing like I do when reading for classes and it’s a nice change. The other thing that comes to mind for me is books that are so bad they’re good. (I have this category for movies too – Ninja Assassin, need I say more?) The Twilight Saga falls into this category for me, along with the handful of Gossip Girl novels a friend talked me into reading, and The Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons. I actually still have The Lost Symbol sitting somewhere on my shelves. Oh, and we can’t forget those old wannabe horror novels that are actually so hilarious that you end up just keeping them around forever.
If I’m missing some, let me know, I’d be happy to add to the list of books that are so bad they’re good.