I don't read fiction very often for a couple of reasons: A) time and B)I can't put it down and become an absentee mother.
I read the whole Twilight series in 4 days. Serious problem. I even made an entire dinner while reading over my shoulder. It even turned out.
So, those are my issues and that is why I stick with the not so addictive reading of non-fiction.
However, it was beach time and I decided to go for a little recreational reading. After the prodding of friends and family, I picked up the Hunger Games, fully expecting it to not be my genre. I am more of the Nicholas Sparks type. However, I became absorbed. I read it in under 24 hours while looking up now and then from my lazy beach chair to give the kids little affirmations that I was still their mother.
It was sooooo good. My husband read it. My son read it in under a day and my other kids are starting to read it. I went for the second book, Catching Fire and also read that in a few sittings. It leaves you hanging and lucky for me, the final book is out at the end of the month, just in time for my next beach trip. Can't wait. Until then, I will stick with my non-fiction so that I can still be a good mother. However, I think it is good now and then for my children to see me absorbed in a good read. None of them really love to pick up a book unless prodded although they are all excellent readers. They rather "do" then read about it. Totally my fault. I was never a big reader to my children when they were little. I too would rather "do" but I want them to understand the power of words; how we can be carried away into another world by opening a book.
Some days I desperately need that.
So, if your kids are off to school and you have a few moments to be carried away, read this book. Fantastic.