To say that my reading tastes are eclectic might be the understatement of 2012. My week began with Audrey Niffenegger's Her Fearful Symmetry (creepy good book, by the way), took a turn through Sara Gruen's Water for Elephants (for the 900th time), and ended up in a Regency-era vampire romance by Colleen Gleason. For completely different reasons, I enjoyed them all. I was challenged and entertained.
And that brings up an interesting subject: literary snobbery. You know what I'm talking about. There are those who wouldn't dream of stooping low enough to read commercial fiction, much less romance, or fantasy, or sci fi, or young adult, or fill in the blank. The truth as I see it, is good, solid writing can be found in any genre of fiction, just as the opposite is also true.
That is my first criteria for what constitutes a good book. It must be well written. Sure the plot doesn't hurt. It certainly makes it more entertaining. But if the dialogue is wooden and unnatural, the text riddled with cliche, or it contains pages of background information when we'd rather follow the breadcrumbs, then, at least in my mind, it can't be classified as a good book. It tells me the writer was rushed or maybe even a little lazy. So maybe I'm a bit of a book snob, too. How about you?
Are you a book snob? Have you fallen victim to literary snobbery? Has your writing?
I'd love to hear from you.