I choose my book by my mood. I don't read books I know are sad when I'm feeling sad. Never. I only read sad books when I know my heart can take it. Spring Break was a good time to read something sad because everything else around me was wonderful, so the sad didn't make me too sad.
I guess I felt the need to clarify when I realized that three of the four books I mentioned in my previous post are pretty...heavy. I began to doubt if I had given the post the right title. In my heart, it is right - but how others see it, if they aren't familiar with the books at all, might make them think "good" meant "happy." It doesn't.
(At work, this is what we call "giving you a heads up.")
Heads Up: Make sure you're not feeling sad or in a bad mood when you read Plath, Hughes, or Angelou. While some of their stuff is uplifting, some of it is not.