In two weeks I’m off to a writing residency. (If you have never been on one, look here.) I’ve given some vague thoughts to whether or not to take my bicycle and whether I should print out my whole manuscript and what I should work on while I’m there. I’ve even given some thought about finding a new Netflix addiction to some show that DP would hate because you can’t write all the time. (Last writing residency I watched a lot of Bones, and still wrote 100 pages, which was my main writing goal.)
But what do I read?? Shit! I’ve started reading Hare with Amber Eyes, a book that certain sisters of mine have been begging me to read for a while now. And by a while I mean years. I love it, and it’s making me think about new ways to write. I want more.
I need some good, meaty memoirs, some nice thick science tomes (Averil), and some schlock fiction for when I want to tear my eyes out with my bare hands.