For many bibliophiles, reading and happiness are synonymous, but sometimes, we crave a particular genre. I associate summer with easy-breezy reading, things that make me smile. I have heard some people say they feel guilty when they read blithe books. My conscience has no such pangs but to help absolve those do, I suggest we take a cue from Robert Frost who said: “If we couldn’t laugh, we would all go insane.”
A friend recently asked me for some light-hearted recommendations. At first, I thought it would be an easy request, but it ultimately sent me canvassing my bookshelves and reading lists and quizzing other bibliophiles.
