Yeah okay so I did it. I succumbed.
I bought the Sookie Stackhouse, (or as you may know them, TrueBlood) books.
It started quite innocently. I was wandering through Target, browsing the book section (as I am often known to do), TOTALLY immersed in the plethora of literature surrounding me, when I smacked straight into this older lady, nearly tackling her to the ground.
We thrashed around for a bit, gaining our feet back, me apologising profusely, when I realised I had knocked her MANY books straight out of her arms.
I stumbled around uselessly, trying to pick the books up for her so she need not do it, when one of them caught my eye.
It was this one.
The lady kind of looked at me sheepishly and said that it was her new, 'Guilty Pleasure'.
"I'm a strict 'Twilight Saga' girl myself", I told her (ever the loyal fan). "It would feel like cheating on a lover."
Then she (quite brusquely, I must say), asked me the most interesting question.
It was like she was in my head!
"YES!", I said. (Kinda loudly I suppose, another shopper startled a bit...)
"Then where's your dilemma?", she asked. "Just because you love one book - or a series of books for that matter - in a certain genre shouldn't prejudice you from appreciating something new. If anything you should embrace the differences, and acknowledge them for what they are. Damn good writing!"
With that she took her books, and walked away.
I bought the whole set.
