Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Maybe It's Me. It Must Be Me. Is It Me?

I have had a difficult time lately finding a book that I've really enjoyed reading. I'm not sure if the authors are coming up short or if I'm getting too picky. The new Gaiman? Okay, but a little predictable and it really felt like a short story padded out to make novella length. The new Scott Lynch? Man, I love his writing and there was some great stuff in the beginning but it bogged down as the went along. I know I'm supposed to like Sam Sykes, but I barely made it through his first book, which felt like someone recounting their 4E D&D sessions. Then there was an omnibus about a character named Eli Monpress that was pretty much just awful - when the lead character is nowhere near as witty and charming as the author believes him to be, it's a tough read.

Have my tastes changed? Am I looking for something else, bored with the genre? Too focused on my own writing the the overwhelming urge to get the damn book done. Stressed by having to ready three games for Anonycon? Maybe one of those. Maybe all of those.

Or maybe I'm dead on. Who knows? Anyone else feeling like this lately with the stuff they're reading?

Writing: 841 words. Hit one of those grooves. If I didn't have to come to stupid-head work I'd probably still be there and hitting 5K words like I used to. Things are going to move quickly now (hopefully not too quickly). I may have this draft done by the end of the month. Not bad for a guy getting up at 5am each morning. Now I have to hope it doesn't suck.

1 comment:

  1. Did I already recommend Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor? I loved it with a white-hot fiery passion, and the second one is already out and the third is coming out in the spring. I know that was a run-on sentence. I'll give you something to edit about!