Chelsey Krause on why she stopped hiding those pink glittery covers.
I love chick lit books.
But I used to be ashamed of them.
I used to hide them. I would place my favorite books cover down or sandwich them between “cultured” or “serious” looking books so no one would know that I secretly loved them.
I was worried about what others might think of my fluffy, airhead, no-depth reading material. Because anything labeled as chick lit could never be deep or thoughtful, or address anything beyond shopping addictions and cupcakes. Right?
And yet, my love for chick lit persisted. One day, I just stopped caring what anyone might think of my reading material. When I eventually told my husband about this old fear, he frowned at me and said:
“That is the weirdest thing I’ve ever heard.”
So, if he wasn’t judging me (and presumably, no one else was either), why did I feel embarrassed by reading chick lit? Hmm. Good question.
Society, maybe. Cultural bias against anything with a pink glittery cover. Or maybe just my own hang-ups. (I’m betting on that last one.)
I love all other sorts of books, too. Adventures, psychological thrillers, biographies, medical texts, historical fiction. I also love smutty romance and dashing heroes just as much as the next bored housewife. But chick lit had a special place in my heart.
I find chick lit easy to read. And it’s usually very funny (my favorite ones are, anyway). And yes, while not all chick lit is created equal (who could brand any genre with that statement, anyway?), in general, I like that I don’t have to put a lot of effort into reading it. I just sit back and enjoy.
In fact, I believe that the best writing occurs when the story is easy to read.
“The object of fiction isn’t grammatical correctness but to make the reader welcome, and then tell a story…to make him/her forget, whenever possible, that he/she is reading a story at all.”
– Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft
A lot has changed since those days of hiding books and shoving them into drawers when people came over. I started writing my own novels, and reviewing for Chicklit Club, a fabulous online mecca for “anyone wanting to know everything about chick lit books”.
To me, reading chick lit is like having a conversation with a really good friend. You’ll laugh, you might cry (depending on the subject), but you almost always go away feeling good. Maybe the heroine you’ve been rooting for since page one has finally overcome her obstacles, and she lives happily ever after. Or maybe she simply tells her boss off.
Either way, it’s uplifting.
So if anyone needs me, I’ll be curled up on my chaise longe, reading something with a pink glittery cover. And feeling good about it.
Have you ever felt embarrassed about something you love? Your reading material, the clothes you wear, or the jokes you like? Have any funny stories? I’d love to hear from you!
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Although Brett Nicholson may be the hottest carpenter alive, and Sophie may technically be single, she isn’t exactly on the market. Six years ago she found The One. He was everything Sophie dreamed a man could be — and then she lost him. In an instant, her whole life changed, and she forgot all about happily ever after.
But as she gets to know Brett, Sophie starts to wonder about the future for the first time. With a broken heart still clouding her mind, jumping into a new relationship feels impossible. When she’s in his arms, walking away feels even harder. Now Sophie faces an impossible choice: living in the past or choosing love in the here and now
Born and raised in Canada, Chelsey Krause lives with her husband and two children and has been a nurse since 2009. An essay she wrote on intercultural nursing has been published in a nursing anthology. Chelsey loves thrift shops, repurposing old junk and learning new belly dance moves. She can’t decide if her favorite movie is either Bridget Jones’ Diary or Fight Club. She always wanted to be a writer and in the spring of 2013, Chelsey finally sat down and wrote her first book. Now that that’s done, she is working on her second. Chelsey believes that the best way to become a great writer is to read. She absolutely love books and would live at the library if they’d let her.