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I read a lot of non-fiction. A lot of it. When I'm at the bookstore, I'm always browsing the "Current Events," (or "Politics") "Sociology," and "Psychology" shelves. I'll look up books on film for fun, or maybe browse other areas to see if anything new shows up that punches my interest buttons. ("A new book on giant squid? Cool!")

So, after reading the billionth book on the amazing trainwreck of the Bush "presidency," or yet another book on how much it sucks to live in this country if you're not wealthy, white and powerful, I sometimes need a little break. That's where my shameful vice comes in.

I'm completely addicted to crap horror books.

I'm not talking about King. Frankly, I burned out on him a while ago, once I realized he's basically written the same book for the last ten or fifteen years. (Troubled author living in Maine encounters evil alien presence/car/haunted object/crazy person. Also, has anyone else besides me gotten the feeling that King really has a strong dislike for gay people?) So I've left the more well-known authors, and jumped feet-first into the world of pulpy, pulpy horror fiction. I'm a little picky, though:

1. No freakin' vampires. (This is really difficult to avoid, as they're definitely the most popular "monster" to write about. I'm sorry, I just never found vampires to be all that interesting, and they give the book an idiotic "erotic thriller" feel that just leaves me cold.)

2. Bonus points for zombies. Everything is better with zombies. Give me a zombie book, and I'm a happy guy. I picked up a new zombie book this weekend, and I can't even think of the title or author. That's how knee-jerk my response can be.

3. There's gotta be a monster. Or an alien. Or some other-worldly force. Books about maniacs and serial killers just don't interest me. Buh-bye, Dean Koontz.

Anyway, that's my weakness. I'm sure most of you out there have a guilty pleasure when it comes to reading. The one genre that I've really never been able to get into, even on a camp level, is the Romance Novel. I find them endlessly hilarious, but I could never bring myself to actually pick one up and read it.

Enter Smart Bitches, Trashy Books.

Take a look. You're gonna love it.

(Coming soon... "Hard Case Crime" and my love of Crime Fiction.)
(Science Fiction... Double cross-post)

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