Reading and Writing

Here I am again, one month later, updating my blog. Sad and pitiful indeed. Oh well.

Yes, I am still reading my book picks for 2011. I am also reading with my Soul Sisters Book Club. This month’s pick is The House At Riverton by Kate Morton.

Here is a list of books I’ve read since January:

The Constant Princess – Philippa Gregory
Water for Elephants – Sara Gruen
Bitter In The Mouth – Monique Truong
Sarah’s Key – Tatiana de Rosnay
Naked, Drunk, and Writing – Adair Lara

That is five books since January. Do you know how many I read all of last year? Two. I know, right?! I think I am reading more because of the eReader! Seriously, who would have thought an eReader would make me a speed reader. I can’t even begin to try and explain this theory; why I have taken to an eReader. It is truly a mystery. Or maybe I am gobbling down these books for other reasons; escape, I’m more settled and matured, or I’m a late bloomer? Who knows.

Now for book reviews. Yes, I owe some book reviews. I’ll get it on that next.

But for now I have some other exciting news. Well, to me it is exciting. I have paid my registration fee for the 2011 Memphis Creative Nonfiction workshop. This will be my first ever writing workshop to attend. I am scared to death. Why did I pick creative nonfiction? I have no clue. Yes I do. Because an online writing acquaintance is the director of the workshop. I trust her opinion. But now I need to figure out what exactly creative nonfiction is really all about. I can’t quite wrap my brain around it. I mean I know but I don’t know and I know that makes no sense whatsoever. Eh, I’ll figure it out eventually.

The workshop is in September and there is only room for 20 participants. I need to have my writing submitted by September 9th, yes, it’s that kind of workshop – critiquing involved. Yikes! I have to have 10 pages, double-spaced of my writing done and submitted for others to read. Heart pounding out of my chest and starting to hyperventilate just typing that sentence. Eh, it ain’t nothin’ but a thang baby girl. It’s just writing.

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