I’ve realized over the past few months that reading can be a very different experience for different people. I am an emotional reader; I think this helps to explain why I tend to read the same books over and over rather than constantly exploring new ones. I read a book (or pick and choose scenes across multiple books) based on the mood that I am in and I will start to miss the characters like old friends, when I stray for too long.
I make an emotional connection to the books, and find it strange when friends or family don’t fall in love with one like I did. But something that I have learned over the last month is that there are other qualities to literature that draw some people in.
I was recently sitting in an RA (readers’ advisory) workshop, and many of the librarians were discussing how the language of a book is what attracts them to a particular author, and it almost doesn’t matter what they are reading as long as it is that flowing, lyrical style. Many, though not all, of these ladies were passionate about the classics, one a self-confessed “book snob”, and all claimed to only be able to read something that is “well-written”.
I think I’m the opposite.
I was too timid and embarrassed in the workshop to admit to liking Fifty Shades of Grey – though it isn’t one I have re-read. For me, flowery writing is actually a deterrent. Books that have a lot of description are boring to me. I want to get right to the meat of the story. I want passion and explosions and something so dark that it makes me feel a little squeamish inside, so that I have to examine my morals, and possibly my sanity.
I shouldn’t be embarrassed that I like romance, or dark romance. My tastes are valid. So are yours. And judging by the romance e-book industry, these tastes are very popular.
So I’m sorry that I haven’t written in a few months. Or not that sorry. I write for me, because I need a creative outlet in my life and this works far better than journaling. But over the last four months or so, I was working 80 hours a week and didn’t have the energy to write. Now my schedule is back to a slightly more manageable amount, at least for now… and I feel excited to get back on here. I have read so many books that it is a little overwhelming to figure out where to start, so I am not setting any expectations, goals or schedules for myself other than this: I’ll write when the words move me.
And not a second before.