Historical Fiction, A Way Back Book Obsession

Despite writing and keeping this blog primarily for myself, as a way to keep writing casually and to share the things I’m brimming with excitement about… I can’t help but feel guilty when I ignore certain topics for what I feel is too long.

That’s why I didn’t post for two days- I’m distinctly aware that I owe books a day in the spotlight, but reading hasn’t been particularly satisfying for me recently. I only recently pulled out of the refraction period caused by Willa Cather’s The Song of the Lark. I read that over the fourth of July. Over a month ago.
The book that got me out is the one that I’m still very much in the middle of- Balzac’s Cousin Bette.

Because of this I feel like saying anything on the subject of what I’m reading right now is both premature and a bit too tenuous. I don’t want to do anything that might cause me to lose the reading momentum for another month. Especially because I need to know what happens to Cousin Bette and Steinbock and Hortense and Adeline.

So instead of talking about what i’m reading right now, I’d like to share one of my favorite middle school and high school genres: historical fiction.

Fluffy Period Romances

Ah, the last moments of my break are slowly ebbing away and I’m not at all wanting to get back to work. I miss Yale, of course, but do I miss cafeteria meals, deadlines, and stress? Ehh, no, no.

I finished reading Swann’s Way yesterday (Volume 1 down, 6 to go, In Search of Lost Time will be conquered) and I guess I have to go back to Yale soon because I’m running out of books in my immediate vicinity. And I’ve also been watching buckets of movies, both the weighty and fluffy lovely.

Today was a fluffy lovely day. I watched Bright Star, which is being added to one of my personal favorite niche genres- the fluffy period romance.  Fluffy because more about love and emotions and affairs of the heart than tense external drama and machinations.  Period because gorgeous and exciting costumes.