LADY AUDLEY'S SECRET and Other Guilty-Pleasure Reads (Nancy Ohlin)
I have always felt torn between literature and guilty-pleasure reads.
I spent the first decade of my childhood in Tokyo, first attending an all-Japanese kindergarten, then an American school for military families. Back then, I didn’t read Charlotte’s Web or Black Beauty. Instead, I read manga—lots of manga. I was especially fond of Sally the Witch, Princess Knight, and Astro Boy.
When we moved to the U.S. (I was almost ten at the time), I discovered the Betsy-Tacy books by Maud Hart Lovelace. In my favorite, Betsy and Tacy Go Downtown, twelve-year-old Betsy pens short stories in a notebook that she keeps hidden away in a cigar box. Here is the title page of one of those stories:
My high-brow, low-brow inner battle continued in later years. In high school, I was a quintessential nerd. My face was usually buried in serious tomes like Middlemarch, Dubliners, and The Great Gatsby. I loved those books, but I loved Sidney Sheldon, too. I must have read his very racy page-turner, The Other Side of Midnight, about twenty times. And Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann? What’s not to like about a bunch of smart, unhappy women popping pills?
These days, my guilty pleasure list consists mostly of mysteries (Agatha Christie, Rex Stout, Arthur Conan Doyle, P. D. James, Martha Grimes, and Elizabeth George, among others). If I have a free afternoon to read (which is rare, given that I write full-time and have a five-year-old), and I have a choice between The Case of the Curious Bride by Erle Stanley Gardner and a National Book Award finalist that my friends are raving about, I will be genuinely conflicted.
Of course I want to read an amazing, critically acclaimed novel. But at the same time, I crave the easy thrill I can get from the escapades of Perry Mason (or Sherlock Holmes or Miss Marple—or Astro Boy).
What are your favorite guilty-pleasure reads? Do you read them with or without the guilt?
I spent the first decade of my childhood in Tokyo, first attending an all-Japanese kindergarten, then an American school for military families. Back then, I didn’t read Charlotte’s Web or Black Beauty. Instead, I read manga—lots of manga. I was especially fond of Sally the Witch, Princess Knight, and Astro Boy.
When we moved to the U.S. (I was almost ten at the time), I discovered the Betsy-Tacy books by Maud Hart Lovelace. In my favorite, Betsy and Tacy Go Downtown, twelve-year-old Betsy pens short stories in a notebook that she keeps hidden away in a cigar box. Here is the title page of one of those stories:
The Repentance of Lady Clinton
By Betsy Warrington Ray
Author of Her Secret Marriage, The Mystery of the Butternut Tree,
A Tress of Golden Hair, Hardly More Than a Child. Etc. Etc.
By Betsy Warrington Ray
Author of Her Secret Marriage, The Mystery of the Butternut Tree,
A Tress of Golden Hair, Hardly More Than a Child. Etc. Etc.
Young Betsy is inspired by dime novels like Lady Audley’s
Secret, which she and her best friend Tess read in
secret. To straighten Betsy out,
her parents get her a library card pronto so she can immerse herself in real books like Tom Sawyer, Don Quixote, and Gulliver’s
Travels.
I totally would have gone for Lady Audley’s Secret instead.
My high-brow, low-brow inner battle continued in later years. In high school, I was a quintessential nerd. My face was usually buried in serious tomes like Middlemarch, Dubliners, and The Great Gatsby. I loved those books, but I loved Sidney Sheldon, too. I must have read his very racy page-turner, The Other Side of Midnight, about twenty times. And Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann? What’s not to like about a bunch of smart, unhappy women popping pills?
These days, my guilty pleasure list consists mostly of mysteries (Agatha Christie, Rex Stout, Arthur Conan Doyle, P. D. James, Martha Grimes, and Elizabeth George, among others). If I have a free afternoon to read (which is rare, given that I write full-time and have a five-year-old), and I have a choice between The Case of the Curious Bride by Erle Stanley Gardner and a National Book Award finalist that my friends are raving about, I will be genuinely conflicted.
Of course I want to read an amazing, critically acclaimed novel. But at the same time, I crave the easy thrill I can get from the escapades of Perry Mason (or Sherlock Holmes or Miss Marple—or Astro Boy).
What are your favorite guilty-pleasure reads? Do you read them with or without the guilt?
I remember discovering the Christopher Pike books in jr. high...I loved them because they read like movies!
ReplyDeleteYes! And he has great titles! (Attack of the Killer Crabs ... The Creature in the Teacher ...)
DeleteOh! I LOVE the Betsy-Tacy books. My favorite was one of the later ones, can't remember which--when Betsy spent all summer reading Ivanhoe and the first day of school she told one of her friends the entire story and that kid got the A on the book report and Betsy got the bad grade. I was so ticked off on her behalf.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you're a Betsy-Tacy fan, too! I re-read Betsy and Tacy Go Downtown every Christmas because I love the scene where they go shopping for tree ornaments. I think the book you're talking about might be Betsy in Spite of Herself? http://www.betsy-tacysociety.org/heaven-betsybetsy-spite-herself-maud-hart-lovelace
DeleteI'm just glad we don't have to choose--we can have both!
ReplyDeleteI think my entire generation of writers read VC Andrews, no matter what other books we also read.
Yes to reading both! My big dilemma is time.
ReplyDeleteI can't believe I haven't read Flowers in the Attic! It's going on my guilty-pleasure reading list right now.
Yep, Flowers in the Attic is a must! Although, not sure what my 37 self would think of it. It was really fun reading the series as a 13-year-old. Don't feel guilty about reading! Any reading is good. :-)
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