So I’ve been knocked out by a cold the last few days, but I’m finally on the mend. But I basically slept through the weekend
My friend’s son is entering kindergarten and is already a voracious reader. He’s very interested in science at the moment, especially space and the international space station. On Facebook she mentioned that his dream job at the moment is “a Firefighter Astronaut who puts out house fires on Saturn.” That thought tumbled around all day in my head and popped out onto (digital) paper during my train ride home as “I’m a Space Station Firefighter.” Its still a rough draft, but I think I’d like to do something with it.
I’d love comments and suggestions on the draft. You can read it here.
August was a lot of catching up on the new releases from last month. I also squeezed in a new series, a few old favorites and my book club book a month early. Despite reading 12 books this month my spreadsheet informs me that I’m actually down a bit in terms of books read this month. I expect that’s because of all the writing I’ve been doing. That said, here’s what I read this month
One of the best pieces of advice I’ve ever gotten was if you want to get good at something, Keep your tools with you all the time. A writer should never be without something to write with. A photographer should always have a camera. A musician should keep their instrument close and so on. While this is probably easier for a flute player than a cellist, it should be even easier for a writer. All you need is a pen or pencil and a small notebook. Or even just your phone (I wrote the draft of this on Google Docs on my phone on the subway).
I follow a lot of writer’s personal blogs. Initially I did so because I was waiting impatiently for the next tidbit of news about their next book. But as I became a regular reader I “discovered” that many professional writers often write about – writing.
A few weeks ago I quit a series in disgust. It started out OK but rapidly devolved into something actively painful to read. The final book I read (#6) was so bad I literally yelled at my e-reader on the train.
Normally my inclination would be to focus on the good in a novel, but this blog is supposed to be about what I’m learning and I learned a lot from this series despite it’s increasing awfulness.