We Read To Know We Are Not Alone

I’m an AVID reader, but I take pride in the fact that I’m not one of those elitist readers that wholeheartedly denies the appeal of the beach read. You’re sitting in the scorching hot sun of the Jersey shore, with sand in places that have never seen the light of day – of course you’re not gonna whip out Tolstoy for some light reading! It’s time we stopped pretending reading has to be this crazy sophisticated thing. The beach read is a lighthearted book that doesn’t take itself too seriously. And if you avoid the cheesy plotlines of Colleen Hoover and the repetitiveness of Emily Henry, raunchy romance is going to be your best friend. Sure, Shakespeare’s great, and Hemingway’s got some literary chops, but nothing says escapism like reading about an enemies-to-lovers royal romance while working on your tan. I mean c’mon.