My very own trashy summer book club

Even though I spent the entirety of my high school years attempting to hide it, I’ve always been a semi-nerd. I say “semi” because I’m not a full-on, learn-to-speak-the-Vulcan-language-of-Spock-because-Star-Trek-gives-me-a-boner breed of geek. However, I do observe May 4 as an official holiday in my life, have had the Syfy channel saved on my cable favs list since it was was the SciFi Channel, and I may even know a thing or two about comic books.

So, while the other kids were spending their elementary school summer vacations doing cannon balls at the pool, mine were spent surrounded by stacks of books in a literature-infested hibernation. The stranger, younger version of myself was eager to forgo the sunshine and read instead.

The most recent version of myself (which I will call “Molly v. 25.3″) does not miss a single opportunity to roast like a carefully-prepared Thanksgiving turkey in the summer sun. Oil, flip. Oil, flip, beer. This methodical practice doesn’t allow me too much time for reading anything of substance. I cannot possibly concentrate on the delicate art of tanning and be expected to maintain a reading comprehension level higher than that of a fifth grader.

So, I’ve decided that I will shed my sometimes-pretentious attitude towards book selection and dedicate my summer to reading things with a highly-vapid tone and/or those books specifically marketed to the young adult crowd. I’ve started a list of my own, but I am open to suggestions of chick lit I can devour over the next few months. I am somewhat concerned that this could become an ongoing addiction, yet welcome the possibility that this becomes a mainstay in my life.

My summer reading list

1. Flowers in the Attic – V.C. Andrews
2. One for the Money – Janet Evanovich
3. Does the Noise in My Head Bother You? – Steven Tyler
4. Earth: A Visitor’s Guide to the Human Race – Jon Stewart
5. Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children – Ransom Riggs
6. Free Gift with Purchase: My Improbable Career in Magazines and Makeup – Jean Godfrey-June
7. Lies That Chelsea Told Me – Chelsea Handler (suggested by Jennifer)

Any additional suggestions for trashy, summer reading would be greatly appreciated. My list is pretty meager at the moment.