Beach Reading

Why is it that you’re only supposed to read stupid/trashy books on the beach?  Why doesn’t anybody go to the beach to read Sartre?  But on the other hand, why argue with long-established tradition?  So for the past few months I’ve been checking through Half Priced Books and such and gathering up “light”/cheesy reading material for vacation. Here’s what I’m taking:

Not the Girl Next Door, by Charlotte Chandler :  Actually, I asked for this for Yule.  It’s another bio of Joan Crawford, and probably the ‘real’est book in my stack.

Dreaming the Eagle, by Manda Scott:   Historical fiction about Celtic queen Boudica.  Probably will be cheesy as all fuck.

A Question of  Guilt, by Julianne Lee: Historical fictional “mystery” novel about Mary, Queen of Scots and the murder of her husband, Lord Darnley.  I bought it at Costco, so you know it must be good.  ;)

Mina, by Marie Kiraly: a “reimagining” of Dracula, from Mina Harker’s point of view, with lots of smut.  I will probably be too embarassed to get this one out of my bag, but whatever, it was $1 at the library book sale.

Have you read any brain candy lately?

3 Responses to “Beach Reading”

  1. LOUP Says:

    Free-Range Chickens by Simon Rich

    It was complete waste of time to read. Hilarious and silly. Absolutely no point to it whatsoever but I loved it.

    Mina sounds like something I’d like. I don’t read fiction often.

    Not the Girl Next Door — I read that last year. It held my attention – of course it is about JOAN. = )

  2. babs Says:

    Probably, the closest to brain candy I’ve read is Ellen De Generes’s “My Point and I do Have One” and Sloane Crosley’s “I was told there’d be cake.” But, both are humorous essays and not as trashy as Sex Lives of the Hollywood Goddesses which had a pink cover to boot.

    But, since am also reading Umberto Eco’s Baudolino, Guevera’s Motorcycle Diaries, The Unburied and English Literary Reader, that may count. Needless to say, it is taking me a very long time to finish anything.

  3. hapnor Says:

    Anna Karenina for posterity and….the Twilight series for Lush bathtub time. (I was debating whether or not I was going to admit it).

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