Why I read what I read

Should I give it a rest to crime reads? I should, shouldn’t I? I shouldn’t. Why should I when there are so many crime reads and so li’l time on earth.

I can’t call myself well read if I only read one genre. But crime and mysteries and thrillers are my go-to thing. If it isn’t one of these, then my interest wanes quite easily. The characters might be having deep conversation about life and death and existentialism and everything in between or the protagonist might be having an epiphany or suddenly find his purpose in life and I might just as well yawn and look for the next plot development. Maybe while he is having the epiphany, a window in his room breaks down and someone abducts him. Or his wife. Or his cat. Give me momentum, give me plot.

I can invest myself in a self help book or a period drama or a romance and read it till the end but when it comes to enjoying reading and I mean absolutely having a good time with a book, it has to have a suspicious death, or kidnapping or disappearance or murder by a vacuum cleaner (yup, that actually happened in a book)... Sure it creeps me to the bones at times, especially at three in the morning when chronic pain or chronic heartburn wakes me up and I pick up the book from where I have left off and it just happens to be a sequence where Joona Linna is about to find another person in a sand pit.

So yeah, I am the happiest when I am reading crime after a long tiring, if not monotonous, day at work while some narcissistic detective is trying to solve the mystery and is racing against time, or a child is plotting the murder of his family.

And what's the point if you are not the happiest.