I think I’m going to have to develop some policy on what I read when I’m writing.
I find reading essential for writing. I usually sit and read for half an hour or so before starting to write to kick-start my linguistic imagination.
But sometimes reading the wrong thing can cause a kind of literary interference. I started reading Pat Barker’s Regeneration this week. Its a powerful piece of writing, both in style and content. Powerful enough that I really want to try out some of the techniques it employs. Consequentially when I found an hour to continue to attack this weeks word count I found myself feeling incredibly negative about the entire project, because the story I’m working on ISN’T the kind of tightly composed literary construct that I’d been reading. That’s not to say its better or worse, its just different. It took up most of the weeks writing time to work through the confusion and rediscover the things I was passionate about in the story I’m telling.
Which left me playing cath up this weekend. 1400 words today and I’m aiming to match that tommorow.
Who needs a social life anyway?