Just in time for Halloween, Booking Through Thursday‘s weekly prompt concerns skeletons: specifically, book skeletons:
What reading skeletons do you have in your closet? Books youâ€™d be ashamed to let people know you love? Addiction to the worst kind of (fill in cheesy genre here)? Your old collection of Bobbsey Twin Mysteries lovingly stored behind your â€œgrown-upâ€ books? You get the picture â€¦ come on, confess!
Interesting question. I would counter that we shouldn’t feel embarrassed about our reading. If we like it, why care what others think about it? I have had total strangers on the Internet insinuate I’m immature because I enjoy the Harry Potter series. I say those folks are sadly limited if they feel you cross this age line that prohibits you from reading certain books. I also liked the first Twilight book quite a bit, and I didn’t think New Moon and Eclipse were terrible. I have read every genre from children’s literature, to romance, to science fiction, to fantasy, to cookbooks, and you name it otherwise, and I just don’t see any reason to be embarrassed by my reading habits. I think the only thing you should be embarrassed about is if you don’t read anything. Now those people I can’t understand.