  Hi. My name is Leah and I read pulp fiction sometimes. And when I say pulp, I do mean it in the perjorative sense. Currently reading the Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich. It's trash, but it light and fun. I only have two criteria for my pulp: (1)The protagonist must be a woman who is smart (or at least lucky). (2)She must be able to kick ass (including but not limited to the use of guns, knives, martial arts and/or magical powers). Crime solving is always a plus. It all began with pulp magazines. urlLink Pulp magazines , often called simply 'pulps', were inexpensive text fiction magazines widely published in the 1930s - 1950s. Most of the few pulps still thriving today are science fiction or mystery magazines. The name comes from the cheap woodpulp paper on which they were printed. Pulps were the successor to the 'penny dreadfuls' and urlLink 'dime novels' of the nineteenth century. Though many respected writers wrote for pulps, the magazines are perhaps best remembered for the fast-paced, lurid, sensationalistic and exploitive stories often featured in their pages. Source: urlLink www.wordiq.com I suppose the more stolid readers in the family might want to do an intervention.
But I figure, hey, I also read books/mags about particle physics and cosmology so it all evens out. [Besides, I have been sick for six days. This pulp stuff is the best nighttime mind numbing, congested-stuffy head, sore throat, runny nose, cough, so I can get through the mountains of tissues and trips to the bathroom sink to hack mucus medicine. ] urlLink >>more 
