Deviant?

My husband has decided to point out, after my obsessive 4th read of the 50 Shades of Grey trilogy, that he perceives me as a 'deviant'.

My first thought was to laugh at him, and shrug him off. But after the last few days of chewing on these words...I have to ask...deviant?

I got curious and decided to look it up. This is thanks to www.dictionary.com:

de·vi·ant

   /ˈdiviənt/ Show Spelled[dee-vee-uhnt] Show IPA

adjective

1.

deviating or departing from the norm; characterized by deviation: deviant social behavior.

noun

2.

a person or thing that deviates or departs markedly from the accepted norm.

 

Hmm. I guess after reading the definition, i guess i really can't disagree with that...can i?

More importantly, what is wrong with "departing from the norm"...because if i am truly OUT of the norm, than my world of normal is way more interesting, fun, and enlightening than the normal. I'm not sure i want to be part of a normal that is so unlike my normal.

 

What makes me a deviant? Is it that i relish in the paranormal world, and wish that were real, and i could be a part of it? Is it that i dream in 50 shades of grey?

Or is it the fact, that despire how much i love my life, ... i'm bored. Why else do we all read what we do? Whether you read the paranormal romance genre that i love so much, or you read murder mysteries, or horror novels...everyone reads for the same reasons -- to escape for awhile... to immerse yourself in a world that is so unlike your own -- one that is exciting and despite our wishes otherwise, is unrealistic. Lives in novels revolve around interesting things - the sky is the limit of the author.

 

So. I am a self-proclaimed, husband-pointed-out, deviant.

Are you?