I don’t care for that term, guilty pleasure.
The other day, I was reading a book-related article when the author mentioned not being embarrassed to read certain books. Why do we feel embarrassed about what we read in the first place?
Back in December, I listed my favorite books of 2021, and in the comments, I mentioned how much I enjoy a “trashy” novel, which in my opinion, is not the same as a guilty pleasure book.
The definition given for guilty pleasure is something that one enjoys despite feeling that it is not generally held in high regard.
Why are we hiding our guilty pleasures in the first place? And who are these people from whom we are keeping our pleasures hidden?
Personally, I have nothing to hide. Here is what I’m reading right now:
Speaking of guilty pleasures, here are some interesting articles:
The last article lists the top 10 “weirdest” guilty pleasures, and I’m thinking of doing a podcast about it.
The point is, I didn’t always read about self-enlightenment. Sure, non-fiction is my favorite type of book right now, but it wasn’t always that way.
Call them what you will, but here are a few of my favorite “guilty pleasure” books.
Twilight saga by Stephenie Meyer
Stephanie Plum collection by Janet Evanovich
Good in Bed by Jennifer Weiner
Little Earthquakes by Jennifer Weiner
In Her Shoes by Jennifer Weiner
Something Borrowed by Emily Giffin
Bittersweet by LaVyrle Spencer
Home Song by LaVyrle Spencer
sTori Telling by Tori Spelling
Mommywood by Tori Spelling
Jason Priestly: A Memoir by Jason Priestly (What? I liked Beverly Hills 90210, okay?)
Here are more fun links:
And because I mentioned celebrity memoirs, I couldn’t leave out this article:
And I love this article if only for this line “They told me that all reading is good reading, and that I shouldn’t feel guilty about any of it.”
So, what are you favorite “guilty pleasure” books?
It’s okay, this is a safe space. 🙂