My Journey Through The Genre’s
By Michelle Greathouse
I
have always been a reader - before I could read on my own my mother
would read to me. My parents and grandparents are all readers and they
have always encouraged me to read. I consider my love of reading to be
one the greatest gifts they've given me.
The
summer before the sixth grade I read my first 'grown up' series. It
was a set of books that my grandmother had called The Saga of the
Phenwick Women written by Katheryn Kimbrough. The first day of
school our Lit teacher passed out a 'getting to know you' questionnaire
and one of the questions was what did you read over the summer?
Imagine my surprise when the teacher asked me after class if I had
really read that series or if my mother was reading them. I think she
was just as surprised by my answer as I was by her question.
From
there I fell in love with the Historical Romance and the dashing hero
rescuing the damsel in distress. I read those for several years,
devouring anything I could get my hands on. Sometime around age fifteen
I found Cassie Edwards and her Native American series which led me to
another author and one of my all time favorite reads, Ride The Wind
written by Lucia St. Clair Robson.
But
then I
fell out of love. I don't know if it was due to teenage angst or just
plain boredom - but I moved on to Horror. Stephen King and Dean Koontz
(who by the way, scares the crap out of me now) occupied my time for a
few years - keeping me up late at night and to be quite honest -
sleeping with the light on a time or two.
After
that I played around on the Thriller/Mystery merry-go-round with the
likes of Stuart Woods, Sue Grafton, Patricia Cornwell and Jeffery
Deaver.
But I was missing something.
I
joined the Science Fiction Book Club and, on a whim, bought an omnibus
edition of The Sookie Stackhouse series from an author I'd never heard
of, Charlaine Harris.
I fell in love all over again.
Apparently
while I was away a whole new genre had been born - Paranormal Romance.
Now vampire's were the heroes - but they were still saving the damsel
in distress. Now don't get me wrong, I love me some Paranormal Romance.
The sexy vampire playing hero or better yet, playing the anti-hero.
And that is all well and good - but I wanted more.
Now
the women were saving
themselves - and sometimes the guy too. Urban Fantasy was everything
I'd been looking for during my ride through the genre's. Strong ass
kicking women, strong ass kicking men and all kinds of critters that go
bump in the night.
My journey was complete.
Then came the zombies...
I
am a huge zombie nerd. Rhiannon Frater's As The World Dies series blew
me away. Authors like Ben Tripp and Joe McKinney keep me waiting
impatiently for the next read. I love the whole idea of mindless
zombies looking for their next brain fix and the brave (or crazy) folks
who fight
them.
I might have an addiction. I freely admit it - and admitting it is the first step...
Let's hope that the genre continues to change as we go. I'm so glad there are so many genres out there. I tend to move around to keep from getting board. Glad you stopped by Michelle. :-)
ReplyDeleteIsn't it amazing how our tastes in reading changes over the years? Anna has introduced me to some wonderful books in different genres as well. She has that knack. LOL
ReplyDeleteGreat post Michelle!