Admittedly, I am a binge kind of person. I’ve been known to
watch 13 hours of football on a single Saturday and follow it with nine hours
on Sunday. Everything I do from beer consumption to internet shopping meets the
limits of “binge” as defined by the CDC.
So reading three books a week, two at the time, totaling 41
fiction and 8 nonfiction books so far this year with 12 weeks left is de
rigueur for me. It’s expected I’ll ignore my family for an audio book, my
Kindle, a freshly purchased paperback, or a beaten-up library loan.
‘Kasie-with-a-book-in-her-hand’ is my default setting. And
every time I feel bad about it, I read another successful author say, “Read,”
is the best advice they can give to aspiring writers. (Like Lev Grossman of The Magicians did recently
on Quora.)
Reading for pleasure is a pastime I’d all but abandoned for
years. Though in graduate school I regularly consumed two to four novels a
week, it was work and afterward I went through a long reading drought. I came
back to reading via Twilight.
A fact I share with a lot of vampire fiction writers I know.
Both of my parents are avid readers. My father carries his
iPad around with him and will break open whatever book he’s reading the minute
the conversation lags. My mother borrows books from my shelves two and three at
the time.
My reading habit is impacting my daughter, Hollie, who listened
to a few of the books I consumed via Audible while we road-tripped this summer.
She knows the Kindle estimation for how much longer I have in the chapter is a
way to get more time watching a show or playing with her toys.
In our house, “Just let me finish this chapter,” is
sometimes interchanged with “Three more football minutes,” or a solid
half-hour.
I can’t bring myself to feel bad about it. Not when I ignore
work, eschew social engagements, or turn off the TV. Especially not that last
one. I’ve even made enablers out of my team. Each week, my consultants report
what they’re reading as a means of promoting literacy and study in our company.
A good binge read inspires my own writing. This latest
series has taught me to hope there’s a place for literary fantasy, despite
several commercial agents trying to lump my Byron-era vampires into genre
fiction. Reading the All
Souls Trilogy has renewed my faith in my own work and given me a hint
at an agency and publisher who might support it.
A good binge read puts things into perspective. When I raced
through a series of poorly written NYT bestsellers, I felt reassured that my
own rejections may only be a result of submitting to the wrong authorities.
So read up, junkies. No writer ever said they wished they’d
read less. If you want to see what my team’s reading, go here. For more of my list, click here.
1 comment:
Sounds familiar. What about watching films? Ever binge on that?
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