Yannow, today is crappy on several levels. And then I got wind of this little gem from “Kat” who, while enjoying the book club menu of foods starting with “I”, decided with her very smart and highbrow friends that they wanted to read something “mindless”. Which, having read through her blog, I think mindless is right up Kat’s alley.
After being treated to a lovely recount of pizza and boxed wine, they’re doing happy hour next month (and let’s be honest, I had a book club for five years, we did a lot more socializing and talking about the next meeting and where it would be instead if the book. I can own it!) Anyway, so Kat says this: We visited the Harlequin website to discover that these people publish like, 10 books a month. The best part is that the site is dubbed, “books for women who love to read.” Seriously? It should be dubbed, “books for women who like to read the trashiest, smuttiest crap ever. Specifically focusing on marriage and pregnancy.”
Oh my. Kat, I’m sorry we can’t all uphold your fine intellectual ideals there in your dorm room and all but you don’t know shit. Not that I’m surprised, it’s your type and all. You know, the type who wears that simpering smile, her ass bunched up tight as she imagines herself better than people who, you know, do stuff other than sit around and tsk like a tightass and try to impress us all with just how darned smart you are.
Gold star, Kat! You’re so smart and fun and pretty! I’d totally love to braid your hair and talk about boys with you while we ate popcorn and tried not to think about how many calories it has. And stuff.
Here’s a clue – if you really looked at the eharlequin site you’d have seen many many books that cover a wide array of subjects from sheiks to NYT best selling thrillers. And also, while I’ve got you here I can clue you in. You’re not smarter than me because you make fun of what I write and read. In fact, it just shows your ass. Don’t read what you don’t like. If you don’t want to read a romance, probably harlequin isn’t the place for you.
But if you’re amazed by a publisher putting out ten books a month, you don’t know much about publishing in general. It’s okay, I can see you know know much about a lot of things. Most people don’t, as it happens. Only they don’t get on their blog and pretend to be super smart and sophisticated by making fun of “mindless” books.
For the record, Kat, while we’re here chatting and all, I write mindless books. Romance is 54% of the book buying market, as it happens. Millions of women buying millions of books. Now, we know it’s not The Kite Runner and not every book is meant to be either. Sometimes, when we don’t live off our parents’ money and stuff, we have jobs and lives that don’t involve sitting around making fun of people who do. And then we like to read popular fiction. I suppose that makes us all big poopy heads in your view. But I’d rather be a big poopy head than a self-righteous, contemptuous person like you.
Oh, and Kat? Have a nice day.