Too Safe

Last week I read an article at Bibliobuffet about Nicki Leone’s book club commitment issues. Once people start saying ‘I won’t read a book about –‘ bookclubs stop being fun for her, because they are picking safe choices that won’t disturb their members. Fit of bookish conscience time for me! I suddenly flashed on all the ‘unsafe’ reads I’ve been meaning to get to, but avoided last year in favour of safer things.

Feeling the need for some unsafe, unstable book choices I wandered around the blog world and came on a few posts about what the wonderful organisers of ‘Woolf in Winter’ plan to read together this year. Not a safe read in the bunch in my opinion, these people are not flinchers. So sign me up for ‘madness, despair and death’ in June (‘Moo Pak’) and possibly a trip with a famous corpse in September (Santa Evita).

Do you ever feel like your reading has reached a safe kind of stasis? What would you feel was a dangerous read?