I’ve had the strangest experience this year in terms of what genres I’m enjoying. When I started this blog, my clear favorite was historical fiction (hence the title). It’s the largest section of my personal library by a fair stretch and goes even further if you include historical romance. And I love history; I find myself drooling over the history section in the library much more these days though I don’t always have the mental stamina to read non-fiction as often as I’d like. But fiction? I don’t think I’ve loved a single title this year.
Then there’s fantasy. Epic fantasy has long been one of my absolute favorite genres. Am I feeling it this year? Not at all. I’m reading a book now, Shadow Prowler by Alexey Pehov, which just isn’t working for me. I’ve been reading it for a week (I’m sensing a trend in now reading difficult books for a week!) and I haven’t finished yet. I’m still not thrilled by it. To be fair, I have reasons, but I’m not even interested in their quest. I haven’t picked up a truly epic fantasy of my own free will since January, and even that one wasn’t one of my favorites. I intend to test this out by reading one of my favorite authors, Brandon Sanderson, and seeing what happens there, but it’s a little dismaying to realize my favorites might not actually be my favorites.
So what do I like now? I still love speculative fiction, and I love that epic feel, but I’m more into urban fantasy or YA fantasy these days. Maybe because it’s shorter, maybe because I’m more demanding – I don’t know. And I’ve loved more books set in modern day or relatively recent eras this year than possibly ever before. But I still feel like I’m looking for the next historical or fantasy epic that will astonish and delight me and make me fall in love with my two favorite genres all over again.
Has a total shift in genre taste ever happened to you? And did it ever switch back?