I have been reading the most fascinating book; Kate Adie, The Kindness of Strangers. The Autobiography.
I shall be in the next few days leaving a review.
What I found fascinating, was how reading this text affected my writing. I am aware that I posted just last week about having completed a full chapter, possibly two so to say that it had stopped me writing just wouldn’t be true.
However, where as I can be going about my daily chores with ideas flowing, taking time to think about them, consider them from various viewpoints, I haven’t been able to do this. To be honest, my brain has been dead in terms of creativity.
I had a conversation today about the constrictions of journalism, how it has so much structure it can feel forced (although it does eventually become natural, to some). The person in question has written for a newspaper and he said this has led to lack of creativity, although added for him this was not a bad thing.
I read all the time, but always novels at bedtime. To read an autobiography is out of my comfort zone. I can only contribute this to my ‘dead brain’.
Am I the only one to experience this? Does what you read affect the way you write? Could it be suggested that for a crime writer for example, only read crime novels? Certainly worth consideration at the very least.