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Allow Me to Readersplain

Allow Me to Readersplain

Links to the original sources. If the links don’t work, the author may have deleted them, but surely someone out there will have screencapped them.

“Fascinating to see responses to [book by another author] because I think many of the book’s readers are just, like, wrong about what books are/should do.”
Tez Says: Books can make you think. Books can make you feel. Books can make you fangirl. Books can make you rant. Books can make you totally neutral, with no thoughts or feelings other than “meh”. All of these are right. Books SHOULD be professionally edited or, at the very least, copyedited.

“Basically, I would argue that books are not primarily in the wish fulfillment business.”
Tez Says: Books are primarily in the to-be-read business.

“My argument is that readers have certain responsibilities to a book, just as the book has certain responsibilities to them.”
Tez Says: Readers have the responsibility to purchase books from legal sources, or borrow them from the library. Also to return the books to the library in the same condition, and pay for repairing/lost books.

“Yes, readers have the right to feel whatever they want. But as readers we all make choices about how to read.”
Tez Says: As long as you acquire the book through legal channels (read above), you can read a book however you like. Barely restrained joy, “hate-read”, standing on one leg with your other leg at a right angle whilst wearing rollerskates and a mankini. There are no right or wrong choices, as long as you don’t do anything illegal.

“I’m advocating for an approach to reading fiction.”
Tez Says: I’m advocating for reading fiction.

TEZ’S MORAL OF THE STORY: I won’t tell you how to write, if you won’t tell me how to read. I won’t readersplain, if you won’t authorsplain. Because authorsplaining really grinds my gears.

Reading = Fatiguing, Irrelevant (to me) Fandoms, & Music

It didn’t take long, but I’m already feeling a difference without my laptop and its Internet at my beck and call.

It could be just me getting old (mid-twenties), but I can’t just read books on the couch all day like I used to. Maybe it’s because usually my print book reading is done in bed, before sleep. (Also, whilst binge-eating, but I don’t have any chips.)

My attention is shot. I just can’t focus for so long. I can get a few chapters read, but then I have to re-read sentences because my eye skips to the wrong line.

I need to nap.

During the day I’ve been reading in front of the telly. I had to put my book aside and nap during the gridiron on Sunday, and during the tennis on Monday night. This is bad. Because if I nap, it may affect my sleep at night. And as someone who’s had a lot of sleep-onset insomnia problems in the past, this is not good. I was only out for maybe twenty minutes, but still.

So when I woke up at the end of the second set, I had cake and drank a bottle of water. Then I was able to read the last five pages of the novel.

As someone who’s put on weight in the last year or so, the last thing I need is to consume extra things to keep myself awake. (Regarding the binge-eating thing I mentioned early, I only binge. I do not purge. Nausea and vomiting just feels awful; I don’t know how alkies, preggos and disorders can stand it.)

On another note, I’ve noticed a shift in my thinking: I’ve been composing blog posts in my head. Which sounds like the nerdiest thing, I know. It’s weird, how without the “must Internet now” impulse, I may have become more…contemplative. I hesitate to write that, because if I read that on someone else’s blog, I’d consider it a massive pile of wank. And yes, when I write it, I also consider it a massive pile of wank. No double-standards here πŸ˜‰

I do have daylight access to the PC and its Internet yesterday (Monday), today (Tuesday) and tomorrow (Wednesday), so I won’t miss out on my weekly list-checking. I am nerdily obsessive when it comes to my lists; they make me feel in control, reassure me that I’m not missing out on any news. I happily skip reading Twitter in favour of list-checking. I don’t consider it a loss, because most of Monday’s Tweets probably involved the Golden Globes, in which I have no interest. Animated comedies are basically all the scripted television I watch. Otherwise it’s sport, and stuff like The Gruen Transfer and The Amazing Race. And Father Ted repeats πŸ˜‰

So I have no interest in Dr Who, Downton Abbey or The Vampire Diaries. I watch maybe one film a year, if that. This could be why I’m not big on people using Tumblr for blogging. Because when they’re not posting original content (which they don’t often do, anyway), they seem to be reposting stuff regarding their fandoms (of which I have no interest) from other people’s Tumblrs. SEEMINGLY. GENERALLY. (I adore you, but we’ll have to agree to disagree on this issue πŸ˜‰ )

I need to convert some WMAs into MP3s, then I have a great new offline task: listen to all the albums I’ve bought (or borrowed from the library) recently but haven’t listened to yet. 10 of them, but I’m expecting two more from the library soon. Some of it is trash. Some of me is trash πŸ˜‰

Library Loot

This meme thing is from Marg at Reading Adventures.

Rarely go to the library nowadays, but since since I binge-reserved a stack of books recently, I collected five on Monday. And have been reading them, and thus spending less time reading blogs and Twitter feeds.

1. Amanda Marrone’s Devoured: Finished, and I loved it. Will review sometime later.

2. Jessica Verday’s The Hollow: Currently reading. Almost 100 pages in, and it’s been a bit slow thus far. When a book is over 500 pages long, it better be that long for a bloody good reason. I shall persevere…

After this I shall be reading:

-Justine Larbalestier’s Liar
-Cheyenne McCray’s Demons Not Included

July 2008 Reads

Your eyes do not deceive: I only read five books this month. Obviously I’ve been spending too much time:

*on the Internet
*with my webcam
*with MovieMaker
*at the post office
*watching TV
*half asleep-half awake with the telly on

Anyway, it’s only 3PM on the last day of July, but I don’t think I’ll get another book finished by midnight, so you get the list early.

Blood Trail – Tanya Huff “Vicki’s a wily, likeable character…the world-building is original…” Buy

Boys that Bite – Mari Mancusi “…a teen vampire tale with an Arthurian twist…” Buy

Blood Lines – Tanya Huff “…well worth applauding…unusual subject matter that will appeal to readers who are bored with vampires…” Buy

Seaborn – Chris Howard “Chris Howard takes urban fantasy where it doesn’t usually tread…” Pre-order

The Scent of Shadows – Vicki Pettersson “Vicki Pettersson brings fresh ideas, deep psychology and Las Vegas’s underbelly…science enforces the magic, there’s deep character development, and it all comes together in a ripping yarn…This is one series thriller fans should not miss.” Buy

Sleeping, Eating & Reading

For 1-3 months in 2004 (can’t remember exactly for how long), I was prescribed Stillnox. It has a different name in the US, and it was one of the meds Heath Ledger was taking at the time of his demise. So, I have a history of bad sleep.

In the past few years, I’ve found myself napping in the afternoons. Not every day, not even every week, but they happen. I’ve been off the Stillnox for years, but naps rob you of sleep you could be getting overnight.

So what does this have to do with why my reading has slowed?

Of an afternoon if I’m reading on the couch – no matter how good the book is – I get drowsy. I lose concentration. It gets to the point where I put the book aside, snuggle down and drift off, even with the lights on.

The only way I’ve been able to read in the afternoon without drowsiness lately is when I’m eating the big bags of chips/crisps. Which is a bad habit, which is why I’m trying to stop it.

So if I want to go without binge-eating, I go without the reading time. Thus I turn to my lists or Movie Maker to fill in the gap before the evening television begins.

I’m still managing to read before bedtime. Depending what’s on telly, I watch my usual programmes, shower, sometimes hit the computer, and then I read until about midnight. So binge-eating and before bed are the only times when I get books read lately. Which is why I’m so slow.

What about you? Do you nap? Have you had sleeping disorders? Does your eating/sleeping/reading have some kind of correlation like mine?

The Shame…

Was lying on the couch yesterday evening, when I noticed something not quite right about the middle seam of my trackpants. The stitching seemed a bit…spread in one area. Meaning that if there wasn’t already a hole, one was forming. I’ve been wearing those pants in public. Not just around the house, but down to the post office and supermarket…

They’re currently in my rubbish bin awaiting next week’s collection. The shame…

However, I got enthused about reading again last night. So that’s a good thing.

Since I have to finish my deliveries before Monday, I planned to do a section this morning (as there’s due to be gale forces this afternoon – ’tis a cold wind anyway now). Only I couldn’t find my iRiver. You may remember that I received it for my 21st last July, and within three months I’d screwed it up irreversibly so it’s never played mp3s since. But I’ve been using the radio on it, which has kept me company on many a walk. I last used it yesterday, walking to the post office and back.

But now I can’t find it. Lost or misplaced, I’m not sure. But I’m really feeling dim right now. This is probably a sign that gadgets and I aren’t meant to be. The shame…

Instead I did an hour’s worth of deliveries with only my brain for company. Not good, people; not good.