When I’m not writing, cooking, watching Survivor, or taking photos of the dogs…
Biceps of Death, Wearing Black to the White Party, One Night Stand, Gay Blades, Male Model, A Southern Belle Primer, One for the Money, Two for the Dough, My Friend Flicka, Thunderhead, Green Grass of Wyoming, Someone Like You
And eventually…
Everyone Worth Knowing, Three to Get Deadly, Four to Score, Back Where He Started, Bourbon Street Blues, Specimen Days, Third & Heaven, REM | Fiction: An Alternative Biography
I tend to go through ‘author’ or ‘genre’ phases.
I’ve just finished a three-month stint of G.M Ford novels and “Cracker” serialisations and now have two stacks of Alistair Maclean books awaiting me (as well as a pile of library-borrowed Agatha Christies under the bed!).
I can usually gauge my emotional health by my choice of reading matter. Do you ever find that?
I can usually gauge my emotional health by my choice of reading matter. Do you ever find that?
Gosh, I hope not, or right now I’m obsessed by an over-abundance of gay sex and murder, sometimes together.
I read for different reasons at different times. When I’m writing, I try to read novels that are nothing like what I’m writing, and mysteries fit that bill very well. Anything escapist.
When I’m not writing, I enjoy literary fiction, but sometimes it can have the most reprehensible characters and be really depressing, so I space it out. I have definitely had times when I read only one author until I’d read all of his or her work (especially when I was young and read only literary fiction for several years).
Now I just like a good story with interesting characters. I do like to reread favorite novels as “comfort novels” when there’s turmoil in my life. And I’ll always be a sucker for happy endings.