I’ll say it straight out: I don’t believe in guilty pleasures.
I’ve heard people say that they’ll read YA every now and again “as a guilty pleasure.”
It doesn’t just extend to books. I’ve heard people say they listen to pop songs “as a guilty pleasure.”
That they watch chick flicks “as a guilty pleasure.”
That they eat ice cream “as a guilty pleasure.”
It’s EVERYWHERE. And it comes down to people feeling ashamed of what they enjoy.
So they legitimise it by calling it a “guilty pleasure,” by saying that they wouldn’t normally consume this type of thing. By that logic, everything I read would be a guilty pleasure. Most of the time people are referring to books like Twilight or something, but YA as a whole does come into it.
People should not be apologising for liking Harry Potter, or romance novels, or “fluffy books.” I’m not going to refer to Anna and the French Kiss as a guilty pleasure, because I don’t feel guilty about it.
Why on earth are we feeling guilty about things that make us happy?
Fifty Shades of Grey comes under fire for this more than any other book. And sure, it’s sad that it’s outsold so many amazing classic novels. But the amount of judging that goes on because someone’s read this book is appalling. What’s it for? So we can feel superior about ourselves for having better taste? That’s ridiculous.
This used to be me. I used to make fun of people who liked Twilight – I was part of the rather large Potterhead community that was vindictive towards not just Twihards but Stephanie Meyer. And that is awful. Although I was a bit of a twelvie 🙂
But I don’t do that anymore because I don’t see the point in bagging out people for enjoying something. What kind of person does that make me?
I don’t see this attitude often amongst the book blogging community, I must admit. It’s mostly people OUTSIDE the community chastising us.
But you know what? I don’t even care.
There have been a few instances where people have laughed at me for what I’m reading. Because it was girly, or because it was un-intellectual, or whatever (I’m not even going to go into the misogyny of the former one…that will be another rant entirely). But I’ve decided not to care. I’m going to enjoy what I read regardless of what other people think.
And I guess that’s the only way to do it.
Same with everything else that’s a “guilty pleasure.” Goddamn it, I will listen to Disney songs and I will enjoy them. Same goes for Disney movies.
And all those people with superiority complexes can just deal with it.