I aspire to be a real live, make my living from it, writer. An author, or indeed an auteur. But I have to be honest, I get as much joy out of editing other people's work as I do in creating my own. And writing about books? Hello, is this heaven?
So while I scan about for inspiration for my own flailing writing career, I want to talk books. Books I'm reading, novels and short stories I'm editing for awesome, disciplined, writerly friends, and from time to time, snippets of that book that's in me somewhere.
I'll tell you what's awesome in book world you tell me what I should be reading, and we'll all get along just fine. I'll even admit when I'm reading utter drivel because I'm just tired of thinking and want to escape. Because this sort of soul-baring exercise has to be good for someone, right?
