Note: I am not part of those some.
However, this Monday marked the beginning of my holidays. YAY! An entire week off to catch up on all the things I've neglected over the last couple weeks. Or that would be the case if I could pull my nose out of a book.
I have been reading as though it is fueling my existence. The very air I breathe is made of books - okay maybe not literally, but most definitely figuratively. I crave reading. I forgot just how much I love it. Escaping the daily grind into another time, another place. Pure bliss. Plain. And. Simple.
Since I am a good little reader, I must give credit where credit is due. I have stumbled - quite accidentally - into the realm of Young Adult Fiction. I'm not necessarily a stranger to the YA genre. I devoured the Harry Potter series with a voracity that remains unmatched. I dabbled in the vampire-hype with the Twilight series and even agreed to watch the movies - which BTW - are horrible. Mind you, I will - no doubt - be roped in for the final installment. It still amazes me how the books never seemed quite as corny to me as the movies. But that's a story for another post. Let's get back to that original thought - giving credit.
It was after much coercion from multiple friends, that I agreed to read the Hunger Games. My skepticism was purely based on the fact that EVERYONE loved them. Yes, I am aware that makes no sense, but I am highly suspicious of hype. I often find myself resistant to watch or read anything that is super popular. Again, I know how contradictory that sounds having just professed my undying love for Harry Potter (Is it too late to get my Hogwarts letter? I mean it could still come right? I'm only thirty-three!)
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins was just the spark I needed to rekindle my love of reading. Not that it was extinguished per se, but it was in desperate need of some fuel. I whipped through those books like nobody's business. I loved those novels! <Insert lots of Credit here>
Since reading that series I have moved onto a string of awesome novels:
The Name of the Star by Maureen Johnson
Foreign Identity by Becca J. Campbell
Tricked by Kevin Hearne
Clockwork Angel by Cassandra Clare
I realize those aren't all YA novels, but they are all fabulous so what the hell, listed! I suppose that's all I really needed - a kick start. Now all I have to do is make some time to write, edit, blog, eat, sleep etc.....Nah...I'll just read!
What are YOU reading?