According to the New York Times obituary for Julia Child, “Whenever she was asked what her guilty pleasures were, she responded, ‘I don't have any guilt.’”
I feel that way about my reading. I don’t read to prove anything to anyone – what on earth is there to feel guilty about? Maybe if I were reading white supremacist propaganda, then I’d feel guilty. But romance? Where people fall in love and live happily ever after?
I don’t get why that would make me feel guilty.
Is it a puritan thing? Like, this is too much fun, I should be mortifying the flesh instead?
Eh. Fuck that.
Assuming your responsibilities as an adult (or student, or whatever) are largely done – read what you want. Read something that makes you feel good, whether that’s brain-bending philosophy, seat-of-the-pants suspense, canny-make-me-rich investment books, cry-in-your-hanky drama, improve-my-life self-help, or happily-ever-after romance.
Feel guilty if you’re not reading. If you have kids, feel guilty if you’re not reading to your kids. But for reading?
Don’t have any guilt.
ps, this post was written for the Bookworm Carnival, theme "Guilty Pleasures." Check it out!