So I didn’t write a new blog post weekly and I didn’t really fulfill my New Year’s resolution to write more in general. I mean, I did, but not much (just two ten-minute sprints. Technically, that is more.), BUT I did, for sure, do more reading and more editing.
In addition to working (briefly) as a writing coach for a retired professor wanting to get into creative writing, I have worked with a few students on some personal statements. It was nice being able to sit and talk to people about their writing. I’m looking into getting my editing certificate. That would be nice.
Of the books I’ve read this year, my top two favorites were Carol Fisher Saller’s The Subversive Copy Editor and Caitlin Doughty’s Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: and Other Lessons from the Crematory. Both books were fun, easy reads. The first was very informative on professional skills for editors and the second satisfied some deep interest I have in death.
Other honorable mentions include Mary Roach’s Spook: Science Tackles the Afterlife and Marger Kerr’s Scream: Chilling Adventures in the Science of Fear. Both were interesting, but a little harder reads.
I also reread Howl’ Moving Castle by Dianna Wynnr Jones and Dark Places by Gillian Flynn for fun. Definitely recommend.
The one book I read this year that kind of shook me was The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson. Overall, it wasn’t really that scary, at least by today’s standards. But the copy I read had an introduction that just kind of resonated with me. It talked about who Shirley Jackson was and gave a little analysis of various parts of the story.
I saw this and was amused. Me too, Shirley. Me too.
(The last picture is a continuation of the previous one.)
Hitting a little too close to home, here.
This is literally the exact daydream I had every day between the ages of 13 and like 23.
This just made me think about how different stories and characters can resonate with different people and how nice it is when someone else says exactly what you were thinking.
(Side note: yes, I mark up my books. And I dog ear pages. And I support people making art out of old books no one is going to read any more. I do not believe in the sanctity of books. I believe in well-loved books. But that’s a post for another day.)
I think this next year I’m going to try to focus on doing more editing (looking into that editing certificate and maybe becoming a member of the EFA and getting an online subscription to the CMoS) and literally any writing. Any at all. Just write something. Also, I might try to join a writing group.
TTFN (Ta ta for now)