There have been a lot of great people in the blogging community who have talked about how important fluffy books are, so I’m not going to spend too much time talking about how frustrating and silly it is to dismiss books that are more fun than serious. I love reading fluffy books, especially when life seems less than fluffy and fun, but I can enjoy fluffy books anytime – until I have to rate them, because, no matter how much I praise fluffy books and get annoyed when people put them down, there’s always a little voice in my head saying “Does that book really deserve such a high rating? I mean, it is just a fluffy romance…”
I really wish that voice would shut up every once in a while.
I really started to think about this problem when I was trying to rate Magnolia by Kristi Cook. I read the book in one day, staying up a little later than I had been planning because I was having so much fun reading it. It wasn’t the most serious book, that’s true, but I enjoyed it and didn’t find many problems with it, so I was definitely prepared to give it 4.5 stars – until that voice kicked in.
“Oh, come on, it was such a predictable romance! The only reason it was a full-length book was because there was plenty of romantic drama to keep things going!”
I felt like it wouldn’t be fair to the more “serious” books that I had given 4.5 stars if I gave the same rating to Magnolia – even though I had enjoyed the book just as much as other 4.5 books. And that’s what’s so frustrating – seriousness shouldn’t matter nearly as much as my enjoyment of a book! If I think a book is good, both in terms of connecting with it and having a good story, then I should be able to give it a higher rating without any problem.
I think I’m getting slowly better at this, probably because I think I’ve been reading more “fluffy” books in general, but that little voice still likes to chime in sometimes. Does anyone have any advice on quieting this voice, or should I just smother it in my great love of fluffy books until it realizes that it’s being judgmental and should use all its energy reading these books instead? Or maybe I should just stop talking about the judgmental voices that chime in when I’m trying to write reviews…