I did get some writing done on one of my stories yesterday. I am rereading a series that I have not read in many years, Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles. I had forgotten how her words and stories flow carrying the reader from the past to present and back again effortlessly. It gave me some more creative juice to use on my own work. So for now during the day I will read Anne Rice and at night I seem to got to H.P. Lovecraft on my Kindle. Both authors have a lot to teach with their writing. Both can tell a good story (it may take Lovecraft more words to do it sometimes). Rice paints her worlds and characters with a loving and lavish brush to make them come to life. I can lose myself in either author’s stories.
Today’s goal is to be able to work more on one or both of my stories. I have to say that I am having an easier time with the one that has horror in it. I am not very adept at the straight fiction anymore. It is easier to lose myself to the supernatural. Which is evidenced by my library, lol. I have limited straight fiction. Looking at my book shelves I am tempted to reorganize them and have a section of the classics. That would include such works as King Solomon’s Mines (one of my favorites), Frankenstein, Alice in Wonderland, The Wizard of Oz (I am trying to get all the books) and other such gems from the past. I have things divided into topics such as horror, mystery, research, children’s books, creativity and writing… you get the idea. Other shelves are dedicated to specific authors like Anne Rice and Stephen King. I do have to say that I love my library. There are only a handful of books that I have not read in all of them. Most of them have been read more than once. Sometimes for pleasure, sometimes for examination and sometimes for a bit of both. Right now the Vampire Chronicles are a bit of both.
I find myself drawn to different books and I am remembering when I received them. I have the Chronicles of Narnia that Mom bought me when I was going on the road trip with my Grandma Morin for the summer. She bought me the whole series to take with as well as a beach towel, a deck of cards (I still have those as well), sunscreen and a few other goodies. I have A Ring of Endless Light by Madeline L’Engle that Dad got me (with a loving note from him written on the inside) because I loved reading it in the school library. There is a book of love letters that Chris got me for an anniversary present (the same on he had flowers delivered to my work and I cried my eyes out). I even have Dad’s copy of the complete works of Edgar Allen Poe (Dad memorized The Raven while he was on a ship in the Navy and that was the first thing I learned to read… and I still have the children’s book we read it from). Sooo many memories on these shelves!
Goodness I have gone on! Sorry about that! I will stop here because I could go on endlessly! lol. Thanks for reading and stay safe!