What The Hell Happened to My Writing?

I'm a man of habit. That's not something I say lightly, it's not just a casual saying to me. What I mean is that I'm extremely habitual, scheduled, and organized. Extremely. I love habits. I like being organized. I like following a set program. Every. Single. Day. It sounds boring to some people, but to... Continue Reading →

Why I Sometimes Read Books I Don’t Like

The notion of 'getting hooked' on a book is alien to me. Sure, there are books that I love and that I'll happily read over and over again, but I've never experience that immediate "OMG, THIS BOOK!!"-feeling that some people seem to have. People talk about great opening lines and great first pages, and I... Continue Reading →

Book Review: Doctor Sleep by Stephen King

BETTER THAN THE SHINING! I finally get it. I went in completely blind with this. Hadn't heard a thing, other than that it was the follow-up to The Shining. Now, if this is what it feels like to read King novels when they're new and unknown, when your expectations aren't painted by years of hype... Continue Reading →

Why I Sometimes Don’t Like Prologues

Let me preface this by saying I always read a prologue, if it's there. I've realized that some people dislike them so much they'll just skip them altogether, and that's not where I'm at. If I'm reading a book, I read all parts of the book. Also, I don't mind them. There's nothing inherently bad... Continue Reading →

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