Ha, yeah. Reading time suffers during NaNoWriMo. I just have ten thousand words left, though, so I’ll get back on my fat robot track soonish!
Are you putting together a christmas wish list with books on it? I have wished for a newly published history book about leprosy in Norway, and… the most recent volume of Locke and Key. I’m considering wishing for a year’s subscription to an online dictionary/thesaurus service, too, because that’s… that’s what interests me. Um. And socks.
(No, seriously, I need socks…!)
What am I neglecting to read because of writing a stupid thing, you ask? Robert McCammon’s Swan song, which has taken me ages partly because I read The stand earlier this year and the first third just felt very same-ish. I’ve got the audio copy of Westerfeld’s Afterworlds, which is very cute, and I’ll probably plow through it at high speed once I can focus again. On my phone I’m reading Horrorstör, and trying out the Scribd app with Seanan McGuire’s Velveteen. It’s more than I usually read at once; I’ve been very scatterbrainy lately. Pancakes!
Are you on Riffle books? Do you look into and try out other book communities than ones you’re already using? I have a hard time imagining a better option than Goodreads, but Riffle looks really pretty, and I swoon at the simplicity of it. I’ll toy with it for a bit, I think! Though I know from experience I don’t have the energy to update two active book logging things at the same time, so that’s prooooobably not going to happen.
I’ve typed 20 000 words for NaNoWriMo and am not actually behind schedule, it just feels like I am, because I keep accidentally exposing myself to crazies who do 10k-in-a-day things. I hate that I’m so aware of it, because what other people do in their own private text documents has absolutely no impact on what goes on in mine, I just get the creeping feeling that being ten thousand words ahead of schedule is the expected norm. I have an astonishing ability to create stress out of nothing. I’m going to go make a calming piece of owl shaped french toast.
Yeah, quiet week on this blog. Sorry about that! I’ve had two trips to IKEA (for shelves! to put books on!) and produced about 14 000 words in my NaNoWriMo document – which is a clumsy cyberpunky tale, this year – and, oh, I watched Interstellar, which was really shiny. (I also finished all seven seasons of TNG:Voyager, about which I have opinions, but I’ll keep them to myself.)
Oh, and I’m doing this free test month subscription to Scribd. Tentatively, because I don’t really like to read on glowing screens, BUT I’m, um, expecting to become the kind of individual who owns a phablet sometime in the next couple of weeks. That’s mainly because I do illustration things and I like to always have some kind of drawing tool with me, but, well, with a screen that big with that kind of resolution, I probably will have a go at reading a book on it. While I wait, in tears, for the kindle voyage to become available for international orders.
I am a gadget nut. I guess. It’d be a little weird if I wasn’t and still had a thing for robots. The robot designs are by the way the coolest things in Interstellar. Now you know! And that was a massive digression. I was going to talk about what a huge selection of e-books and audiobooks Scribd has, and offers decently cheap access to. I’ve added a whole bunch of titles to my library on there, from old growing-up favourites like S.E. Hinton’s Runble Fish to more recent, interesting-looking things, by authors like Chuck Wendig and Wesley Chu. A pile of non-fiction is on there, too. For a happy booksy experience they’ve even put together little themed collections, so you get a tidy lump of suggestions if you’re looking for “Epic fantasy series-starters” or “Colonizing space” and whatnot. I like it. I hope an app-running device with e-ink will make an appearance some day to make this kind of thing even more appealing. Because, well, despite the gadgetry, I just don’t see myself abandoning my kindle for it. (Maybe the audible membership, eventually.)
Do you read on regular glowy tablets and/or phones? Doesn’t it hurt your eyes? Is that just a complaint made by old near-sighted farts?