Finding Our Passion for Reading and Writing Again
M: Ugh. I’m coming out of the winter icks. Been so just bleh lately with all the expectations–mostly my own–and constant struggling to figure out what the hell I’m doing, what I should be doing, blah blah blah.
J: heh. I’m in a blah mood about the time part of writing this week
well, all the time, really
M: It just seems like we’re pushing so hard all the time. I’m sad it takes the joy out of reading and writing
but, it’s true for just about everything, so eh
J: yeah. once anything becomes a job, it’s a lot less fun
M: I’m going to take a couple weeks and see if I can’t just have fun with the stories and characters again
It’s like spring cleaning for my brain
J: I need some kind of recharge, too
a reset button or something
M: I used to get such a good recharge out of reading, but lately, I’ve been more or less forcing myself to read stuff, for whatever the reason, and it’s really blah’d me. So, reading is my personal thing, even if it is “business” related now. I’m not going to force myself to read anything if it doesn’t grab me, just like I’ve always done
J: that’s exceptionally good
there’s not enough time in the day to read a crappy book
no matter who wrote it
M: and it’s about finding those gems
they’re out there, it’s just holding out until you find them
I’ve found a couple of good ones, but man, it’s depressing to see how many just don’t appeal to me lately
J: it’s a lack of quality, for one thing
I used to be able to get past anything if it was a good story
but it’s hard to do that anymore
M: I can overlook some things if the story is awesome. Just haven’t found many of those, even
J: perhaps it’s just general discontent. it happens sometimes
M: My own personal tastes, I guess
I’ve found an awesome one every now and again, and those are those gems I’m talking about
J: right. I think that happens all the time, though. I’ve had some big pub books that just lost me
I have an Evanovich in my bag that I keep swearing I’ll finish
M: I like her Stephanie Plum ones
they’re easy fun reads
J: I kind of feel like I’m reading the same thing over and over, though
this is the Diesel one
the magic series
M: oh, I haven’t gotten into those as much
J: it just feels like Stephanie Plum with magic
and all those thing we pay such close attention to: show vs. tell and active vs. passive
it’s just not there
M: Yeah, I don’t like the Diesel storyline anywhere near as much as the Stephanie ones
I can overlook a lot if the story grabs me enough, but when it doesn’t – yikes.
J: So what isn’t “yikes” lately? Anything amazing? You made abundantly clear how much you loved Qhuinn, so give me one better.
M: I did love Qhuinn. There were some things I would have liked more or different, of course, but overall it gave me the happy sighs like I haven’t had in quite a while. But I’m head over heels for that boy, so having most of the focus on him was…sigh.
I read Ben Monopoli’s book that KC Beaumont reviewed (loved her review), and omg was that just a hell of a lot of fun. I loved it. Loved! I mean, Boots McHenry. That’s just all kinds of absurd awesomeness for a main character name, and the entire story lived up to all that and so much more.
J: I love hearing that!
M: I highly recommend. I went and got his others, started Cranberry Hush, and it’s amazeballs (so to speak, heh) too.
And then I’m reading a couple of serials I’m really enjoying. The stories are released in parts every two weeks until they’re complete, about eight or nine parts, I think. You pay one price and then get the installments automatically delivered to the kindle. Falling for Frederick by Cheryl Bolen and A Hero Lies Within by Patrice Wilton. I’m having fun with them so far.
J: See, Monopoli is a self-pub gem. Proof that awesomeness can happen without a big house. The serials sound like a good idea, too. Maybe small bites are what I need. I should go buy some books…
J: I know. I know. I’ve just been waiting for the right book, and Mr. Monopoli wins.