I organized my junk drawer yesterday. My. junk. drawer. Which, needless to say, wouldn't have been tackled if Sister Harriet Goes to Holland and Two Weeks to Remember were calling me.
|A thing of beauty is a joy...until the kids muck it up|
I'm also leafing through some of my old favorites that I've neglected all this while--Summers, Hill, Cartland....Whaaaa??? Yes. There. I said it. Cartland, Barbara. Or as I like to call her Madame Ellipsis. ("But...Roderick...I...am...unable...to...go...to...the...ball!" said Lady Fionella as she swooned.) She's an author that drives me crazy because 80% of her stuff is just that sort of dreck. And being consistently campy has its own charms but then she'll go out and write a novel like Love Under Fire:
I've also been reading a bunch of young adult fantasy--short stories, Robin McKinley, Mary Stewart, that sort of thing. Betty Debbie is a font of recommendations on that end. I love YA fantasy in the same way that people feel passionate attachment to film Westerns. On one hand, they can just be about the spurs and the boots and the guns or the fairies and dragons and the magical enchantments. On the other hand, they can be the scaffolding to discuss weightier issues. (Come to think about it...most genres are like that--very easily dismissed as formulaic (and a lot is) but it can also be just the skeleton that holds up THEMES (In my head I have triple underlined 'Themes' and drawn little hearts around it.))
What's in your TBR list?