Why I Let My Hair Grow Out by Maryrose Wood
How I got this book is also how I met my neighbor, Kathy, a fellow book lover. I was reading The Children of the Sky on our floor’s lounge and nodded off—when I woke up, she was on the couch beside me, reading. We got to talking about books and ended up exchanging books. She lent me Why I Let My Hair Grow Out and I lent her Glow. I said I’d read it over Thanksgiving, but it actually took me until the beginning of December to pick it up. Unfortunately, I didn’t care for it, and I really hope that doesn’t affect our future as bookish friends.
Do you find that your mood affects the things you read? Like, if you’re in a bad mood, do you tend to indulge in reading that will support it or do you try to read things that will cheer you up? Do you pick different types of books on dreary, rainy days than you do on bright sunny ones?
For that matter, does your mood color what you’re reading, so that a funny book isn’t so funny or a serious one not so deep?
Oh, absolutely. If I’m in a bad mood, I want to read something absolutely transcendent to distract me—that’s why I’m having a hard time reading Why I Grew My Hair Out at the moment, because it’s not. I guess I’ll grab some Michael Chabon soon, that ought to do the trick. I don’t tend to change my reading based on weather, however, and my mood doesn’t tend to color the tone of what I’m reading, although I might not laugh out loud if I’m in a poor mood.