Not Just for Writing Yes, oh yes! We write books. But do we really care about them, ours and other people’s? Do we open them, treasure the smoothness of the paper, read a word or two? Or do we leave them on the shelf never to be really appreciated? In that case, those books should
It takes courage to parachute out of a plane, to ski down a mountain—and to write. “Why?” you ask. Writers must overcome the following fears—and so many more: Does the world really need one more book, blog post or article? No matter how many times we’ve asked and answered this question, there are quiet moments
Most writers are also readers. Here are some of the books I am currently working my way through. A similar post appeared on Janet Sketchley’s blog on January 29 and on my blog February 12. Some of the books are the same; some I’ve added since then.
Do you like how-to books? Memoirs? Novels? Do you carve out regular time for reading or is it hit and miss? Do bookstores and libraries draw you in with an irresistible pull?
As you know, I’m eclectically interested. The same holds true of what I like to read.
Currently, I’m actively reading the following:
A Fool and His Monet by Sandra Orchard
In my opinion, this is Sandra’s best novel to date. It is her first Serena Jones Mystery and I can see this series about a female FBI agent stretching well into the future. I’ve just gotten nicely started, but it’s so much fun! My only complaint … I wish I had more time to read it.
Since we emphasize love each February, why not think about the resources we writers are particularly fond of?
A New Journal
A beautiful handcrafted leather cover or a whimsical cartoon character beckoning you to open a pristine new journal, full of nothing but potential … is there anything more inspiring—or terrifying? Tentatively, you grab your favourite pen (see below) and make that first mark on the page. And then you’re off to the races, sometimes writing at lightning speed, sometimes pausing and wondering if you’ll ever again write a coherent sentence. I have a love-hate relationship with my journals. Most often I assign a specific subject to each journal—and then end up using them as scrap paper because they’re at hand. I’m sure I’d be surprised at what I’d find if I took the time to read through old (and not-so-old) journals.