Lately I’ve been craving a few things: hot tea, a particular wool blanket that my husband’s late grandmother made, and contemporary romance. The first two mean it’s fall, but the last one I’ve been puzzling over.
Usually, when I’m in need of some comfort reading, I reach for historicals. A few good petticoats, some stays and cravats tossed on the floor, maybe even a rogue pelisse in inclement weather, and I feel much better. But the past few weeks, I’ve been more tired than usual, and to my surprise I’ve been looking for the spark and zest of contemporary romance. I want current settings, modern dialogue, and spicy attraction – almost as if I’m looking in the book for energy that I don’t have right now.
Then, the other evening, after a particularly good dinner, when the house was quiet and I was very content, I was all “Ooh, historical, please.” Historical romance literally was my cup of tea, the hot beverage after my meal that made me all warm-bellied and satisfied. It’s almost like mood reading reversal – not that I’m complaining. I just find it curious.
Do you have mood reading? Which genres match your moods?