I like to characterize myself as a Book-Person. Well, I used to. At least throughout high school and the beginning part of college I was one of those Austen-philes who went to see Pride and Prejudice in theaters with the sneaking suspicion that it would not be up to standards and then went home and wrote about it in my Livejournal.
I haven’t read P&P in so long. I haven’t really read anything in a long time. Last year I read The Help and One Day in about four days but didn’t really have time to absorb them. I haven’t read a lot of the so-called “Great Novels” just out of pure laziness. I haven’t even read a lot of novels that I think are shitty but really have nothing of which to base that assumption (I’m looking at you, Twilight).
So today, I dragged my dad to the library where I got my card renewed for the millionth time and let him hobble around (he’s having some back trouble) while I tried to figure out what to check out. My first instinct was to get the final installments of The Princess Diaries because I used to be obsessed with them and yet, stopped buying the books and never found out what happens in the end of the series. But, I stopped myself and ended up with Michael Chabon’s The Amazing Adventures of Kavelier & Clay and Robert Penn Warren’s All the King’s Men.
I picked up the former because I’d heard about it when I took a comic writing class during my sophomore year, unaware of Chabon’s celebrity and the latter because it was on TIME’s ALL-TIME 100 Books list. I honestly don’t know much about it. I keep getting it confused with All the President’s Men so, there you go. I’m an idiot. Eventually I want to get through all 100 of these books, while also reading some important contemporary things. I’m almost 23 and still have pipe dreams of being a writer but I really don’t have the sort of familiarity with any one genre or collection of writers to call myself “inspired-by-blah blah”. I think that, to a certain extent, to be a writer these days is to be, in part, what you’ve read. And I’ve read the first Lord of the Rings book (suffered through it, really), and every Harry Potter and a lot of trash British romance and, in case you couldn’t guess, that is not the kind of writer I want to be.
So I’m going to try and read more and maybe I’ll share some of the drivel that I’m working on at the moment (which I have promised before, and still haven’t done). Or at least I’ll be able to prove I’ve actually read things because this blog will be proof.
Open-ended Question Time: I’m trying to post more frequently, folks. What are some blogs I should be reading? Blogs about writing are alright I guess but I’ll take anything.