I usually have more than one book on the go at any given time, and a mile-high TBR stack that both intimidates and delights me. I read for comfort, I read for fun, and I read for inspiration. Reading is often the thing that ‘unsticks’ me when I’m stuck. In fact, one of the greatest things about being an author is that I can claim that reading is part of my job. So for those occasional (read: regular) instances when I forget about the wet clothes in the laundry or postpone grocery shopping because I’m unable to put a book down, I can justify it. (“I’m working so hard!”)
So here’s how I’ve been working lately:
I just finished Illuminae by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristof: space chase with an awesomely gruesome rage-virus infecting the passengers, an AI-run-amok and a data-whiz heroine outsmarting her superiors, all in epistolary-ish format? So fun!
I also recently read Complicit by Stephanie Kuehn: a dark contemporary/thriller with enviable prose, an unreliable narrator and a pretty devastating reveal. I think I read it in a few hours!
Next up is Adaptation by Malinda Lo: another sci fi, long overdue TBR, that involves a mysterious accident, possible cyborg-y medical treatment? and government conspiracies. It begins with the death of a whole bunch of birds! Now, let it be known that while I am very afraid of birds, I don’t actually wish them harm. Still, I’m intrigued and kind of horrified in all the right ways.
I’d be remiss if I didn’t include The Mouse and the Motorcycle by Beverly Cleary— a read-aloud with my 7 year old. She brought it home from her school’s library and we are both pretty in love with the idea of a dare-devil mouse who longs to feel the wind in his whiskers.
Finally, I’ll admit that I have spot dusted and ready on my bookshelf for Laini Taylor’s Strange the Dreamer which will jump to the very top of the TBR stack when it releases this March. I love everything she writes! Several years ago I met her and tried really hard to play it cool. I was pretty uncool.
On that note, a second great thing about being an author is having a collection of books written by people you have met! I’m from the frozen wilds of Canada (well, a city of a million people isn’t really the wilds? although I did have a coyote on my front lawn the other day…) so meeting authors from different parts of the world feels pretty special. There are at least a dozen authors captured in this glimpse of my bookshelf I know/have had a chance to be uncool around/consider to be friends, which I think is pretty amazing.