So, yesterday I rendered myself even more of an invalid than I already was to begin with when I smashed my elbow in the stairs. Rather dramatic actually, and since I am now extremely reduced as to what I can do around the house (no making of the bed, no cooking, no vacuuming, no nothing really), I have much more time for reading. Possible fracture. My first ever! I'm so proud. And I'm very happy I have got Dragon NaturallySpeaking :-)
But anyway, this is an excellent excuse to indulge in guilty pleasures. I love guilty pleasures, and I love people who can fess up to them. My guilty pleasure when it comes to TV series is Bones. I don't actually think the series is any good, but it's amusing to watch and I like the main character. For music, I like German techno. For books, and I rarely indulge in guilty pleasure books I must say since I always have so many other things to read, I've got the True Blood series.
I'm not really sure what the adequate English term for this kind of literature is, but the friend who lent me the books (asserting that they were much more dirty than the TV series) appropriately named them "housewife porn", the Norwegian term for this kind of books. And that's exactly what it is. The style of the books is rather annoying, and just like American TV series the author constantly repeats the same things, as if the reader would have forgotten them after already having read them five times... There are also some annoying comments about Americans and American character, and some stuff that is just plain stupid. But reading the books is fun. The TV series is actually a bit boring in comparison - you could say it's the kid version, where the main character is much more virtuous and gullible. She gets saved a lot in the TV series. In the books, she saves herself.
Guilty pleasure books are excellent for language learning, and I really regret not having these books in either Russian or Hungarian.
But without further ado, I will continue on book 5.