I like reading books about war dogs, shipwrecks, and lady aviators.
I spent all of February reading from assorted series-- mostly pop fiction. And I loved it. I'm still waiting for the Alphabet Murder books to catch my interest. The Percy Jackson books are one of my favorite children's collections, and I'm glad I finally finished them. I also finished the children's books my boss's daughter lent me, about an angel among us. I read the first five books from the Pretty Little Liars series-- they were utterly absurd and yes, I did already borrow the sixth one. Lauren Conrad's first series, a thinly veiled autobiography about life on a reality show was, while choppily written, a fascinating study in hyper-mediation and an interesting perspective from someone who's lived through it.
I've loved that short month of popular fiction, but I need to step back in time a little bit and delve into a classic. Because, balance. I'm starting March with Daphne Du Maurier's Rebecca. Still salacious, slightly more revered. ;)