Did You Read it?

A plethora of books have crossed over onto the big screen, Harry Potter, Twilight, The Hunger Games, Perks of Being a Wallflower…  I’ve seen the movies, but have I read the books? No.

It’s not that I don’t read. It’s just that I don’t read the kind of stuff that makes it to film — usually.

Eons ago, back when I handed in term papers that were pounded out on a typewriter, I laughed my way through a book titled Oh, God written by Avery Corman. I thought it was brilliant. When the book became a movie I took it as a personal compliment. I So Smart 🙂

One book after the other, I devoured Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles. There was no way I would have missed seeing Interview with the Vampire — with or without Tom Cruise.

During Pride Week a few years back, I found a book by André Aciman titled Call Me By Your Name. A powerfully personal story told with subtlety and skill, Call Me By Your Name is now a stunningly beautiful movie.

Did you read it? Yes. Yes, I did. 🙂

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Attention Deficit

I am in awe of writers who can churn out a thousand words a day. Writers who set a goal and consistently reach it, day after day after …

I’m not one of those writers.

I’m the kind of writer who says, Starting tomorrow, every day, 9 AM at my laptop.” Invariably, however, what I say I’m going to do and what I actually do are vastly different animals.

9 AM finds me drinking coffee and playing games on my phone, 10 AM and I’m going through emails and reading blog posts, 11 AM and I’m finishing the book I started reading the day before and or catching just one more episode of some Netflix series.

Even on the days I actually get to my laptop, I can’t seem to stay there. I’m popping up to load or unload the dishwasher, washing machine, drier. Any or all of which, of course, I could do after I write.

I’m thinking there is a form of ADD that only affects writers — and I’m freaking affected. Because somehow when my laptop screen should look like this:

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It looks like this:

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Writer’s ADD, a perfectly sound medical explanation of why my current book is still a WIP … and not progressing all that quickly 🙂

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In Defense of Drivel

I read and write M/M Romance novels, what I call Bubble Bath books because — never mind. These books have zero angst and a happy ending. No child molestation, no sexual assault, no creepy serial killers; nothing that’s going to keep me up at night trying to erase an image I wish I’d never read.

No, they’re not literature. No, they won’t help me heal the ozone layer or tell me how to get that next promotion. No, they are not kernels of wisdom from the great minds of our time — and that’s the point. They are an escape from the aggravations of real life. They are a mini-vacation. They are an opportunity to turn my mind off. They keep me sane.

Is it a waste of time to sit in a hot tub, to get a massage, to go camping, or sit by a lake and torture poor unsuspecting fish? No? Oh, it’s relaxing… exactly.

It is not a waste of time to read drivel.

Gena Showalter, author of The Darkest Night, refers to romance novels as fairy tales for grown-ups.  Who needs Disney?  🙂

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