I could tell you that I just finished reading a superb historical Canadian fiction, Bride of New France by Suzanne Desrochers. The heroine of the story, a young seamstress from France struggling to survive the Canadian wilds, gives remarkable insight to filles du roi, or The King’s Daughters – the 800 women sent overseas to help settle and populate New France under the orders of Louis XIV during the 17th century.
I could also tell you about one of my favourite books, February by Lisa Moore, whose heart wrenching story paints a portrait of Helen, a woman struggling to cope with the drowning death of her husband during the sinking of the Ocean Ranger on the coast of Newfoundland in the early 1980s.
The truth of the matter is I could spend hours talking about all the insightful, thought-provoking and inspirational books I’ve read and I can make myself sound really smart in the process. However, that’s not what I’m going to do today. I’m going to be completely honest with you, dear readers, and admit to something I rarely even admit to myself…
I read paranormal romances.
There. I said it.
Sexy vampires, time-traveling highlanders and feisty quick-talking witches, even the odd sensual spiritual encounter - I like ‘em unpredictable, juicy and audaciously over the top. Right now I am obsessed with the Midnight Breed novels by Lara Adrian, an epic series that is filled with great action, suspense and seductive love stories. The series follows the men of the Order, a vigilante group of vampires who kill Rogues (vampires who have succumbed to a bloodlust addiction) and relentlessly fight to preserve the safety of vampire and mankind alike. The warriors of the Order are sexy and brutish men who love their women as fiercely as they fight their enemies. These books are dangerously addictive because of the fast-paced central storyline that threads through the series and the romantic side stories that flesh out all the characters. Think of it as a soap opera…a sexy vampire laden soap opera.
I will admit that my proclaimed guilty pleasure reads don’t rate super high on my personal list of intellectually-stimulating books but isn’t that the point? I read paranormal romances because they are the literary equivalent to eating potato chips – they may not be the best thing for me but holy smokes are they deliciously addictive!
I’m sure there are some of you out there laughing at me right now but I know that even if you won’t admit it, you have your own guilty pleasure reads too! Sure, they may not involve a 900 year old vampire living in an underground compound in present-day Boston who seems to spend his time either methodically killing rogue vampires or ravenously loving women with supernatural powers…but you know what I mean.
I hope you’ll all stay tuned to the Readers’ Nook blog throughout the summer because there are more guilty pleasure reads on the way. If you have your own books that you hate to love, leave the titles in the comments so we can add them to our lists. Remember, there’s no such thing as a “bad” book!