I'm 44 and have become aware that the books I'm drawn to these days are very very different to the ones I read in my 20s and even 30s.
Back then I would read the likes of Milan Kundera, Nabokov, Ian McEwan, quite literary fare?
And the books I would have sniffed at, crime, thrillers, I'm really enjoying now.
Have I dumbed down in my mid-life literary crisis or am I now just less of a book snob?
Currently reading a Mark Haddon, which apparently, according to a writer friend, falls into the "accessible literature" category.