Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Tell Me Something Tuesday #2


Tell Me Something Tuesday is a meme hosted by the fabulous Cambria Hebert.  Every week, Cambria will ask a new question, and participants will post their answers and leave their link on her site. Then, bloggers can compare their answers while visiting all the lovely blogs. Leave me a comment - I can’t wait to stop by your blog and find out your answer!

This week’s question:

What is your favorite genre to read and why?




Being an avid reader all my life, I have been through a lot of genres.


It started with The Monster at the End of This Book. 

Then, my Little House on the Prairie books when I was 7. 







 I was the quiet, shy girl who never got in trouble at school - until the teachers would realize how far ahead I had read in all my literature books. 

In high school, I discovered historical romance. OH.MY.SWOON. I was obsessed. I couldn't read enough Jude Deveraux or Judith McNaught books. I was so absorbed with one particular Jude Deveraux novel, that I could not be bothered with paying attention in Spanish II. 
So, I hid this book inside of my Spanish book . Of course, I got caught, because my stealth, cunning, and prowess had yet to kick in at the tender age of 16. My Spanish teacher, rest her soul (I don’t actually know if she died, but she had to have been 102 when I was taking her class... so surely... by now...) confiscated my book. This was not good. I attended a private, Christian school. The, um... ‘love’ scenes in that book were NOT private, Christian school material. If she had read any of those passages, I would have been kicked out of school, my parents would have been outcasts in our community, the family ostracized and sent to barren lands....okay, maybe none of that would have happened, but you can see that my over-dramatization skills had most definitely kicked in by 16. So, I did the only thing I could do: I snuck back into her classroom after school, went through her desk, and stole my book back. I waited with bated breath the next day for her to ask me what happened to my book. She never did (again...102). That is still the naughtiest, sneakiest thing I have ever done AND gotten away with! (I just remembered my mom figured out how to pull up my blog - I'm so going to hear about this. Statute of limitations, mom - just sayin'!).

So, historical romance played a huge part in my teen years. Afterwards,  I discovered Mary Higgins Clark, which led to James Patterson, leading to Dean Koontz, and ending up with Stephen King. Then, it was John Sanford and Kay Hooper. I had just finished reading a particularly intriguing Kay Hooper novel, when a friend called me and asked if I had read Twilight. Nope. Never even heard of a 'Twilight.' She said it had a vampire in it. Well, color me interested. She also said our 15-year friendship hung in the balance if I didn’t read and love this series. So, with that motivating factor, I bought the paperback and started to read. My first thought was, “I don’t want to read about teenagers in high school,” then I got to around page 3 and was HOOKED.



That book contained a clever, yet sneaky, little excerpt from New Moon, and I had to have that book immediately!!! When she called the next day, to see if I read/liked Twilight, her first question was: what did I think of Edward Cullen? I had no idea I was taking my life into my own hands when I replied “Meh, he’s okay..... I want to know more about this Jacob and Sam!! I hope they’re wolves - I love me some werewolves!” And that revelation was followed by the coldest, eeriest silence I have ever experienced... the memory of which still chills me to the bone. She then began hurling words at me like “Team Jacob,” “Wolf Girl,” and my personal favorite.... “Traitor.”  You see, I had no idea about the phenomenon of Twilight, or what a Twi-hard was. I didn’t know there were teams, or that being on the opposite team could result in a lynching. Fortunately, she forgave me my indiscretion (eventually) and has since made her peace with me being a wolf girl, and the fact that I’m more attracted to tall, dark, and handsome as opposed to cold, dead, and sparkly. After Twilight, I discovered The Hunger Games by Googling, “What do I read after Twilight?” And that, my friends, sealed my fate in the YA genre.

Sadly, I am no longer what one might consider a “young adult,” but it seems my heart didn’t get that memo.  I hope it never does.


Divergent by Veronica Roth will always be my favorite book of ever. I adore the YA genre and hope I am still reading about dystopian worlds, zombies, mythical creatures, and sweet, innocent love triangles, whilst sitting in my rocking chair at the Shady Pines Retirement Home, incoherently mumbling the name "Four".