Now that we are truly on the edge of another summer’s end has left me thinking about just how my 2015 summer reading journey began. Thinking back, I recall making a change-up of sorts, shifting genre gears, breaking out of my customary book zone of all things YA. Instead I found myself at some point taking trips down roads of age-old classics, tripping down the sideways of the lands of paranormal, and even making a few fantastically winding detours down the historical fictions and sci-fi lanes of the engagingly wonderful. So to say that I happily found my great escape with more than a few notable reads, would be more than an understatement. Books are forever my escape into the wilds of an author’s colorful imagination, but this summer was truly my road trip of amazing. And as the sun settles on the cusp of summer, lowering one season onto the bridge of another, it will be this book reader/writer’s pleasure to dip into the folds of Fall.
Time sure does fly. It’s almost hard to believe that the writers frenzy known as NanoWriMo is nearly upon us. I am proud to say that I am three for three in the years that I have entered and at times, though grueling, poured out my writing heart to reach the 50,000 word finish line. My first year I had no idea what I was in for. I was completely unprepared and winded up slaying word after word relentlessly just to reach my goal during that last and final week. No outline. No premise. Not even characters had been created, though I had an inkling of an idea back then of the genre and of course the perfect male centerpiece to swoon over. Other than that my first venture into the land of NanoWriMo was completely a blank slate.
My second year, I was a little better prepared, and of course learned the most important lesson during this writing craze, which was…..editing must be non-existent. Last year, my third year, I started and kept up a surprisingly good pace with my word count, pounding out more on my weekends to make up for falling behind during the week to compensate for the family and day job plight. I was able to finish ahead of schedule and for some reason it was that last trek into Nano that I felt the most rewarded.
The Nano dance is the sweetest tango that writers, both aspiring and published can step to. It’s complete and utter unpolished writing freedom. No rules, no choreography, no conformity, just endless amounts of passion and creativity on overflow. Though I won’t be able to attend this years writing dance, I am so stoked for all the hoopla and the insurmountable writing frenzy that’s about to take over writer’s everywhere. So I’ll leave you with these parting words for all those participating this year….Coffee IS your friend, unleash your writing heart, and most importantly whether you finish or not….Congratulate yourself for catching the writing fever known as NanoWriMo.
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 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.
Finally snagging a moment for myself this past weekend I took to Goodreads, Amazon, and even perused through a few books that have taken refuge on my Kindle, yet for one reason or another have remained unread. As usual I browsed through the countless stream of ever-growing books, yet couldn’t help but take notice of the new breeds of emerging books that are trying to make their imprint on the literary scene of today.
Of course there were the ever-present in flux of vampires and werewolves, angels and demons, along with a heavy make up of dystopian, attempting to ride the coat tails of the success of the Hunger Games and the newest catch of Divergent series. But when I found myself roving deeper into the tides of the YA and NA genres, (my reading babies) I was pleasantly surprised to find a few scatters of originality amongst them.
Believe it or not, I actually found more than just the sweet alluring taste of magic and mystic swept within the lines of a few well written synopsis and book endorsements. I actually found works penned in what many perceive as a lost art these days. The seeds of originality.
They were scattered about, though sinking into a market, taking root within the hearts of both Indie and mainstream readers/authors alike as many of these works have either captured or are in the beginning stages of developing a solid fan base. I must say that this pleases an avid reader such as myself on so many levels. I love being reminded that the YA/NA literary world (or the book world in general) is still growing strong and in ways that are pulling in new and old readers alike. So whether or not these works ever make it to the levels of solid mainstream success, I can wholeheartedly take comfort in the fact that there are authors/writers (new, old, and emerging) out there daring enough to step out on their own and share their respective creative genius, characters, and stories with readers of the world.
So if any of this post includes you, I’m just curious….What’s your story?
Have you ever started a book series, one that for whatever reason after book one or two left you faced with a lack of interest in finishing the series? Maybe because of a poorly written plot, or just the killing off of a central character that kind of grew on you.
I myself have recently faced this dilemma and was only pushed to read the subsequent follow-up books only because I wanted to support the author. And although I am a fan of the author’s previous works, I was left a little underwhelmed by their latest book, so now I have found myself at an unfamiliar place of whether or not I even want to continue the authors series. Books that I had fallen head over heels in love with, I am now finding it hard to even make myself finish the current book.
Always a supporter of those who bear their hearts, souls, and ideas in print for the world, however, I do wonder has there ever been a moment or time where you faced a readers dilemma that left you in fan peril of a favorite book series or authors work?
So many writers at times may seem to fall prey to writing and or reading only those works to where our hearts and literary interests lie. Falling into the comfort of that which is familiar and already has piqued your fancy comes as natural as breathing to a writer. And in my opinion that is what brings the extraordinary into books, works that are born of the familiarity of an authors passion. Although only writing what you know clearly isn’t a measure or guarantee for success in any genre, field, or venue of writing. There are many writers who have dared to step outside their comfort zones, compelled purely and solely by things that may have touched their hearts, minds, and or souls. Life experiences, both good and bad, can sometimes hold the possibility of taking center stage for some people, playing out in books, articles, or even one’s respective blog post. Even a 140 character tweet can harbor the emotional push or pull from writer to follower.
So I guess as an aspiring writer I am always curious as to the inner workings of other authors, readers, and yes even some select tweeters. And after perusing the likes of Amazon, Goodreads, as well as catching up on a few of my favorite blogs that I follow this weekend I was left wondering (and not in regards for any good or bad rationale), what do you think compels a writer to bring their story or words to print life? And what makes some authors books and or blogs must reads for you? I know personally for me, any writing, whether formal or informal, I’m drawn to the depth, wit, and overall passion and voice embedded within a writers words.
And as usual, or I guess I should say as ALWAYS, my curiosity has compelled this post, yet again striking my figurative writing cat in the form of this entry. So until next time. 🙂