When I write

[wendigomountain]

Recently I took a different tack and got out of my comfort zone for reading.  Or maybe I got back into my comfort zone.  When I read fiction, I have a hard time staying awake.  It will take a very long time for me to read a book of fiction since I have to keep waking myself up after a few pages to continue on.  It's not necessarily that I am bored

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[cmcmck]

'They' pay me to read and research because as you know, what I do is write history for a living, which means I have to read a hell of a lot of nonfic, but you may be right in suggesting that personal experience makes a person want to write fiction and I suspect my early life experience is exactly why I don't have a novel burning in my soul. It's somewhere I couldn't, don't want to go back to because it hurts way too much!

It's probably also why my poetry tends towards the angry and personal at times.

[wendigomountain]

That's an interesting thought. Some would write for therapy in that case, but obviously not all.

And at least you work for They. I hear "Them" is a real bite in the ass to work with. ;)

[msstacy13]

And speaking of weeds...
(another chance to quote myslef! *squee*)
I liked the alley. The gravel, which seemed rough, actually cushioned my steps better than concrete could. There was the excitement of broken glass to look out for, and the curious spectacle of garbage cans in back yards. I hadn't poked through garbage cans in years, but I still pondered the mysteries of life's discarded fragments as I walked past them.

And there were weeds to avoid, including the occasional thistle. I'm still awed by the simple beauty of such a painful plant.

I'm not saying my sisters were cruel, but I did feel a lot like Cinderella. They weren't really unkind, they just knew even better than I did that I spoke a different language because I came from a different planet.