Hello, My name is Mischief, and I read trashy novels
I read trashy novels. I make no excuses about it.
In truth I cut my (literary) teeth on trashy romance novels. But let's back the story up just a little bit.
I was not a born reader, in fact for the first part of my life I did NOT like to read. This comes from a culmination of events in my childhood... Getting spinal meningitis and going into a coma when I was about 7 or 8. Where I was supposed to have died, or best case scenario remain in a vegetative state for the rest of my life. Then shortly after that my parents getting divorced. I missed a lot of school, where I was already beginning to struggle. (...oh, and having a touch of dyslexia)
Upon completing the 3rd grade, my mother received a form letter from the school... "Congratulations, Glory is moving on to the __Forth Grade__ and reading at a __Second Grade__ level".... Ya. Special. My mother sat me down, and together we decided I'd repeat the third grade. Still, I struggled in school.
After a couple of moves (as my mother attended collage) I find myself in a new school in the 8th grade, where they used a different reading program. Where I should have been put in the slow-kids class, I was accidentally placed in the Advanced Reading class.
Long-story-short, I loved this class. Instead of the dull reading I had in the past (really, what 6th grader wants to read the Scarlet letter or Animal Farm!?!), the assigned reading was the Dragon Riders Of Pern. I loved these books and the teacher. With risks of being put-down to another class looming, I applied myself triply hard to stay in this class (and started getting "A's" no less). And I fell in love with reading.
That summer I hit puberty and spent the entire summer in my room, reading. I'd read three or four books simultaneously. I read science fiction, adventure, fantasy, and romance. Lots of romance. It was then I was introduced to the Bodice Ripper, specifically the author Johanna Lindsey.
To this Day Johanna Lindsey is my favorite romance author. Principally because she was my first. Right up there with her is Dara Joy, Karen Marie Moning, and Robin D Owens.
It used to be the ink would hardly be dry on an new Johanna Lindsey book before I bought it and was reading it. But then about 5-ish years ago I ran into a snag. Her books started being re-published with new cover art. Because she has so many titles, I couldn't keep it straight in my head, and found myself buying books I'd already read. Because of this confusion, I stopped buying her books.
Well now that's changed. I've done a little research, and now have a spreadsheet (why yes, I AM a geek) of all her titles by order of original publication date. And I'm going to re-read them all. In order.
I purchased a large lot of her books, via e-bay. It had 27 of the 41 released titles. I'll be filling in the gaps as I come to them.
My name is Mischief, and I read trashy novels.
In truth I cut my (literary) teeth on trashy romance novels. But let's back the story up just a little bit.
I was not a born reader, in fact for the first part of my life I did NOT like to read. This comes from a culmination of events in my childhood... Getting spinal meningitis and going into a coma when I was about 7 or 8. Where I was supposed to have died, or best case scenario remain in a vegetative state for the rest of my life. Then shortly after that my parents getting divorced. I missed a lot of school, where I was already beginning to struggle. (...oh, and having a touch of dyslexia)
Upon completing the 3rd grade, my mother received a form letter from the school... "Congratulations, Glory is moving on to the __Forth Grade__ and reading at a __Second Grade__ level".... Ya. Special. My mother sat me down, and together we decided I'd repeat the third grade. Still, I struggled in school.
After a couple of moves (as my mother attended collage) I find myself in a new school in the 8th grade, where they used a different reading program. Where I should have been put in the slow-kids class, I was accidentally placed in the Advanced Reading class.
Long-story-short, I loved this class. Instead of the dull reading I had in the past (really, what 6th grader wants to read the Scarlet letter or Animal Farm!?!), the assigned reading was the Dragon Riders Of Pern. I loved these books and the teacher. With risks of being put-down to another class looming, I applied myself triply hard to stay in this class (and started getting "A's" no less). And I fell in love with reading.
That summer I hit puberty and spent the entire summer in my room, reading. I'd read three or four books simultaneously. I read science fiction, adventure, fantasy, and romance. Lots of romance. It was then I was introduced to the Bodice Ripper, specifically the author Johanna Lindsey.
To this Day Johanna Lindsey is my favorite romance author. Principally because she was my first. Right up there with her is Dara Joy, Karen Marie Moning, and Robin D Owens.
It used to be the ink would hardly be dry on an new Johanna Lindsey book before I bought it and was reading it. But then about 5-ish years ago I ran into a snag. Her books started being re-published with new cover art. Because she has so many titles, I couldn't keep it straight in my head, and found myself buying books I'd already read. Because of this confusion, I stopped buying her books.
Well now that's changed. I've done a little research, and now have a spreadsheet (why yes, I AM a geek) of all her titles by order of original publication date. And I'm going to re-read them all. In order.
I purchased a large lot of her books, via e-bay. It had 27 of the 41 released titles. I'll be filling in the gaps as I come to them.
My name is Mischief, and I read trashy novels.