OK, people. It’s no secret that I am a fan of contemporary fiction, mostly written by women. Well, I just graduated from college. In college, I was a history major, which meant I read A LOT, just like all the other liberal arts degrees. While I enjoyed a good portion of my reading assignments, I didn’t necessarily find myself jumping to do any extra reading from the history texts. Fun reading was rare. And I paid my dues in two AP English courses in high school with the classics. Thankfully, I liked most of those readings, too.
I have come to the conclusion that fun reading is not necessarily always light. I just finished Sarah’s Key by Tatiana de Rosnay. (So much for my resolution to read more slowly.) This story is about a roundup of Jewish families in Paris during the Holocaust, and the journalist who writes about the event sixty years later. This story was sad, not just for the girl, but for the journalist, who finds her life more tied to the event than she thought. Just because a book has a pretty cover and is written by a woman, it is not a romantic comedy written into book form. I would know. Most of my DVD collection is made up of white cases. You know that means I know my romantic comedies.
If books were as predictable as movies, I wouldn’t put any effort into reading. But no, books have this amazing ability to be new every time you open up the pages. I just wish people wouldn’t discount the contemporary fiction that is out right now. I feel like there has been this wealth of great writing and storytelling coming out of everywhere. It’s impossible to keep up with, but it is great trying. What I am trying to do is sort some of it out for you, so that you don’t waste your time.
Next up, re-reading The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd, as inspired by my reading of Traveling with Pomegranates.