For some reason, when I am in the throes of writing a novel, I can’t read. No, I don’t lose the ability, I just can’t do it. I think I’m afraid that if I step out of the world of my novel and into the world of someone elses, I’ll lose track of what I was trying to do and maybe, subconsciously, I’ll incorporate their ideas. Silly, yeah I know and I’ve been trying to buck that notion. Since starting Echoes over three years ago, I haven’t read a thing and I am normally a voracious reader.
I have a pile of new books cluttering up my night-table whose crisp, unbent spines shout out the authors names in accusation. Stephen King, Dean Koontz, Dan Brown, Susanna Kearsley, Rabindranath Maharaj, Seth Grahame-Smith, Robert J. Sawyer, Terry Fallis, Kelley Armstrong to name more than a few. And it doesn’t get any easier. Not only are these authors pumping out new books, but there are a number of up-coming authors like Lisa Adams, Noelle Bickle, Adele Simmons, Dave Jones, Stephanie Curry, Rose Moncada, Theresa Decker, Sue Reynolds, James Dewar and Ruth Walker plus several more from the WCDR, just waiting to be added to the already unwieldy pile.
These are books I would normally be dying to read but haven’t. I did start though. I read Zorgamazoo and Dust City, by Robert Paul Weston and I am currently half-way through Dacre Stoker and Ian Holt’s Dracula the Undead. I found out something in the process; writing has ruined my reading. Now I notice more; I am ‘aware’ (New word that I like-see Appetites). Now I read with a critical eye. The same goes for watching movies. I’m a ‘B’ movie junkie, willing to overlook bad acting and poor special effects if the premise is good. I am no longer willing to overlook lazy writing.
So, what have you read lately that has really stuck with you? What are you looking forward to reading? And, because it’s in my own self interest, what horror/thrillers have you read lately and what made them good?
And speaking of lazy writing… I’ve been lazy and haven’t been writing much this week. Well, I guess this is a start and I have sent another query letter to another literary agent, so it’s not a total waste of a week.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have an assignment waiting. The last assignment for Ruth’s course, in fact. All good things must end sometimes I suppose.