I’ve been reading and reviewing a lot literary fiction lately because that’s my preferred genre but I wanted to delve a little off topic to discuss the merits of trash fiction. Just because I prefer reading literary fiction doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate the value of trash fiction and popular fiction, nor does it mean that I don’t like to read those kinds of books. I do, but I find that I read different genres depending on what’s going on in my life. I tend to read more light-hearted fiction when I’m on holiday, slothing on a beach towel by the seashore, or when travelling for 10 hours on a train. These kinds of stories are easy to read, interruptions don’t impact upon following the storyline, and they offer a form of light entertainment that I associate with being on holidays. This lightness doesn’t mean that the stories don’t have merit – often what was once considered literary trash later evolves into literary reverence. Trash fiction seems to be a matter of opinion because I did a quick search on Good Reads and the Twighlight series (which I’ve read), the Harry Potter series (which I’ve read) and the Sookie Stackhouse books were all among those listed as popular trash fiction.
We all have different meanings for what we call trash fiction, a trashy novel, but what exactly is trash fiction and where did it come from? I think that’s best left answered by a friend who has developed and presents Face Reads Trash, an entertaining and well researched vlog.