Friday, January 7, 2011  Modest is hottest  Did you guys know
that there is an entire subgenre of books that basically amount
to Amish romance novels? I know, I probably just blew your
minds. They are referred to in the trade as bonnet rippers.
Sometimes I think about how many books in the world I will never
read and those pretty much top the list*. Then again, I do have
a fascination with fringe religions (do the Amish count as a
fringe religion?). But the weirdest part about the Amish romance
books is that they sell at a rate far over the actual number of
Amish people in this country, so someone else reads them. I can
only assume that like me, these readers must be grappling with
what I call a hate-crush. You know, when you are so
annoyed/repulsed/enraged by something but also super fascinated?
That's a hate-crush.  Also this little exercise in stream of
thought consciousness reminded me of a book that I did read,
Plain Truth, by Jodie Picoult. I don't recommend it, because
it's terrible. I equate Jodie Pi