Sleepy Sunday

[eimarra]

Actually, I got up earlier today than I did yesterday, but I didn’t focus much through the day. Watched my husband game, talked to our daughter, read a bit of a novella …

Remembered a weird thing about my reading habits. Sometimes, in a lovely, lushly described work if I care for the characters, I stop reading early, especially if I can see how very much the characters have to lose. I don’t want to be torn apart inside as they go through hell. So I tend more toward light, escapist reading than heart-wrenching, award-quality reading. More true for longer fiction than short. (This is problematic for award nominations and voting, yes.)

Anyway, eventually eked out 656 words.

And wow, it’s late! I must to bed.

Originally published at Erin M. Hartshorn. You can comment here or there.

Comments

[clhollandwriter]

I'm the same with TV shows. With the exception of Game of Thrones I can't stand anything that's people being awful to each other, which has seriously restricted my viewing choices and I was gutted when I ran out of Gilmore Girls.

With books it's easier. If it's getting too much I read the end. :D

[eimarra]

Ooh, I haven't just skipped to the end of something since I was in high school and did that to decide which Harlequins were going to be worth reading the rest of. :D

[clhollandwriter]

I only do it if reading gets too stressful! Which isn't often.

[eimarra]

And that's not going to work for something like Song of Ice and Fire because there is no real end. ;)

[clhollandwriter]

But you can just assume everyone dies, which takes away some of the stress. :D

[eimarra]

Yeah, but also my desire to read it. ;)

[clhollandwriter]

I started reading them, and gave up on them, before it was cool. ;)

[eimarra]

You hipster! ;)