The subject line is a quote attributed to Eva Ibbotson, on her own novels. I've also turned to Persephone, Dean St Press, Greyladies, Girls Gone By etc. for this kind of thing in the past, but would welcome some newer recommendations. Doesn't need to be totally Disney or fluffy but nothing too depressing either, please (think early vs late Barbara Pym).
Any genre, although my brain can't handle too many plot threads or literary fireworks at the moment (Shardlake fine, Dunnett or Mantel no). Conversely, non-fiction will need to have some kind of consistent narrative voice because I tend to zone out of anything too bitty.
Have just finished a run of Murderbot, Susan Scarletts and Andrew Taylors, and it's too soon to reread Austen/Pratchett/Slough House, if that gives any more indication of my tastes!