Heh. Listen. I’m about to talk about something that I’m sure will just SHOCK you guys. And not in a good way. But I am playing to the letter of the law, or something.
I don’t know, I’ve had a glass of wine and haven’t eaten much today, so you know.
A Guilty Pleasure Book
I am TOTALLY passing the buck on this one. I don’t generally read a whole lot of paranormal romances or erotica, but Em was talking to me a few years ago about how she’d picked this book up in Israel, or on her way to Israel, or…I don’t know. Israel was involved SOME HOW…just because of the name, and that she’d liked it.
So, being THAT PERSON, I bought all five books that were out at the time. Luckily, they were well written enough that I didn’t have to struggle through them like I did with the Toby Daye books, but still. I felt kind of squicky reading them.
Because I wasn’t reading them to make fun of them, I was reading them to FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED NEXT.
They haven’t gone downhill, either, like the Southern Vampire Mysteries have. Speaking of those, I’m totally caught up on True Blood now, cos of Amy and I hate that I actually like a show that has totally deviated from the books in every way possible. The best part of True Blood is talking about it with Amy afterwards, and laughing and emailing back and forth about the ridicuawesome (I made it a word, don’t even.) things that happen in each episode. Shut up.
So, my friends – what books are your guilty pleasures?