My genre interest seems to be at times, ever-changing. Though I’ve mostly stuck with the YA book choices, there are times that I find myself veering into the realms of NA, mystery, and even scoping back into classics of yesterday. I’ve discovered that I seem to be a book connoisseur of sorts, relishing any given genre of book that crosses my path most times.
I always seem to find myself back at the table of perusing new and old books alike at this time of year, siphoning book sites for a readers playlist of sorts. I’ve been off to a lukewarm start so far for 2017 in my book challenges and pursuits. And at times it almost feels like a theme song is necessary to amp up a surge into my reading list. A Readers Playlist of sorts.
Something to power-up or serve to propel me into the next installment of my next fantastic book. A something that lights up a person so much that they are giddy with excitement at the mere possibility of whatever might or will be found within the pages of a potential new book. O’ the life, the times, and the moments embedded within a readers playlist.
Now that the month of June has made its sneak appearance marking the halfway point of the year, I decided that it’s time to revisit an old friend of mine quaintly and quietly known to me as draft city. I’m a little ashamed to say that my first and only complete story that I penned well over 2 years ago has been MIA in my writing community since its birth. Sure I’ve done the customary trial visit every now and then to the lands of spell check, start and stop proofreading, and of course the always drop in to the pit stop of revision alley. But in all honesty, I can’t say that I’ve invested as much time, effort, and devotion to truly making a go at this particular story. Now this is my baby, the story that once had me writing, scripting, and all but pre-selecting a cast to bring my story to movie life a few years back. Yet these days all I seem to be about is creating/building an entirely something new. Which in actually is not so new.
I’ve embarked upon a round trip to the writers gateway reading “Welcome back to the land and art of Brainstorming.” It carries the potential to serve as a writing gateway in reaching a creative destination towards potential untapped ideas, as I map out my subsequent journey to fulfilling my not so empty writing dream. So I got to say that I’m looking forward to seeing which twists or subsequent turns this “lost” story will spin out as I polish up the old, and collect upon the new ideas in revamping my way yet again into the eye of the Brainstorm.
Okay so I’m a little ashamed to say that it has been around a month or so that I haven’t written/or read any piece of literature in my all but nonexistent free time outside of work and family duties. Though it has not been for lack of trying, bad book selections, or the almighty dry up of creative writing flow. I must say that once again it has been my lackluster taboo of writing/reading drive that has left me a bit on the dry side of inspiration/motivation as of late. In the past I normally have at least been able to sneak a few stolen moments for myself to at least brainstorm a few chapters or even just take to reading a book or two that I usually keep tethered to my Kindle. Yet this month of May has been all but uninspiring for me to say the least. I’m hopeful that my feeble acknowledgement by way of this blog post will serve a higher purpose for me, or at the very least serve as a way to get my butt back in gear and back on the writing and reading bandwagon.
But I’m thinking that maybe a trip back to writing and reading basics might be in order for someone like me. Someone who, while completely in love with books, writing, and all that a good sound story has to offer, yet still craves having a hand in paving their writing/reading journey. As the first half of the year is moving swiftly behind us, I feel the need to devise a plan of attack to getting back on my writing track. A creative kind of “Keep It Simple” strategy, one to help foster daily writing/reading habits back to a viable routine for me. Of course making and setting aside a respectable amount of time to bring my pursuits back into a plausible reality will pose a task for me. But deciding to make the effort will be the first true step.
And so as we approach the half way point of 2015, I am making it my mission to seek out ways to bring my first loves (reading/writing)back to the spotlight. (And by the way I’m convinced that books need readers as much as most of us readers/writers crave the inspiration that the literary world affords us).
So to anyone else going through the writers/readers sporadic dry spell just know that you, my friend are in good company, and NOT alone.
Recently I took to perusing Amazon and the recommended suggestions for reads on my Kindle and couldn’t help but take notice of the latest and greatest stream hitting the top sellers lists. Now I generally have stuck to the YA genre and have as of late recently dipped into the NA pool as well (mostly fiction reads). But taking note of the book trends and top picks that led reading lists, I saw that Dystopian is still a strong front-runner with the stellar success of franchises such as Divergent, The Hunger Games, and even the latest breakout churning from book to film The Maze Runner. There were also other notable mentions leaving their own blazing trail of tear-jerker success woven out of tragic love and loss story plots that have seen success at the box office as well as falling into a best sellers list or two.
Now I’m not questioning the validity, strength, creativity, or even if these books are worthy of all acclaim that has followed many of them. But I do have to wonder what role has the magic trail of simply following “What’s hot and trending” has played in keeping the book hype going for these books. As an avid reader I do relish finding a good book to fall into, and I’m not ashamed to say that I too, at times have been prone to falling onto the “Best Seller” bandwagon. But I do find that I’m more into venturing out on my own, into the sometimes unchartered book lands in search of good reads. And I’m even happier to say that my journey has led me to zones of fantastic pieces of literary work, classics, and even some not so wide known or promoted, yet undoubtedly just as brilliant as those of the latest “trend”.
So I’m left just slightly questioning if the “trend” trail is what is reeling in more of today’s readers than the quality and/or content of the actual book? Or if the not so lost art of discovering your own book treasures is still prevalent when seeking out what to read? Either way, no matter what your preference, I’m just happy that books and reading in general continues to spare a place among the almighty trend we call everyday life.
Over the last few years I can’t help but take note of the influx of best sellers to hit the big screen. Even network TV isn’t immune to the takeover of popular books. The invasion of these works to the big and small screen seems to be running rampant, undoubtedly in search of the next big thing to pull respective fan bases under the same spell that captured them as die-hard readers.
Now there have been more than a few box office failures and small screen cancellations, but does that truly diminish the magic that those well composed books created in the first place. For me, nothing takes the place of the creativity poured out over the pages of a good book, not even that of a work that has managed to tip over into film. So here I stand (or sit), torn as a reader/moviegoer. I’m a somewhat super fan of way too many book series to name. Yet I can’t help but be pulled into the intrigue of seeing some of my favorite works see the light of the big and small screens. And this is where my book and movie fandom comes into play.
Does a best seller need to be confined to the glorious pages of a book? Or should it be set free to transform into the interpretation of film magic?
As Fall fast approaches I can’t help but feel like I’m in scramble mode in finishing up all the book series that have been on my reader’s plate since the beginning of the year. But in my defense, some of these said books were left dangling by writers, as I ever so patiently (complete lie) awaited for book releases in series that I have been hungrily awaiting to devour as soon as they dropped. Now as summer winds down I’ve seemingly put myself on a crash course book reading mission in order to play catch up on all the series that I’ve already dived into. And in order to ready myself for each awaiting book phase, I’ve also made it my mission to replay catch up in an effort to put my reader’s mind back in action of where my favorites left off. So pretty much I’m in book overload these days (and loving every minute of it btw).
I’ve made progress on a few series and just paused long enough to think if anyone else has found themselves at the cusp of summer’s end, embroiled in winding up or even just catching up on a series that they might have shelved due to work, family, or just life in general that has blanketed your reading leisure time and goals. So as for me, I’m putting myself back to the reader’s grind….. for now. Happy reading all!!!!
As the end of summer fast approaches, each day seemingly a blur of personal and professional obligations that comprise the majority of my time, I decided to grab a quick moment just to share a few thoughts on what I can’t help but take as my summer shortcomings thus far. Though I felt as though my reading and writing goals started off strong towards the beginning of the year and even felt as though both were in full swing before the emergence of summer, I’m coming up short as of late. After checking in on my set book challenge on Goodreads, I realize that I am barely at my mark to meet my reading challenge by year’s ends. And I can’t help but feel like a complete slacker in regards to my still unfinished book.
See for me it seems as though this summer may have posed a slight distraction as of late. And in actuality I’m not referring to the carefree glory of summer. But instead speaking on the pitfalls of drowning in my day job. For me it’s been living a daily truth of not having (or making) enough time to simply enjoy two of my life’s leisure’s in between. Reading and my half-hearted attempt at writing. It’s been a tricky, and more times than I care to admit, bumpy road trip to fulfilling promises to myself that have served as more than just empty roads to my reader and writer happiness. It’s been filled with more than a few of life’s detours along the way, yet I find myself as the fork in the middle of this road that has run dead-end as of late.
The good thing (I think anyway), is that I recognize what has befallen me. Now it’s just a matter of mapping my way from the roadblock that I’ve somehow let become my summer detour. But like any and all detours I know that they are only temporary. The task will be in re-routing my goals, my joys, and set my reading and writing GPS course back towards fulfilling and navigating towards what makes me happy.