I could have spent all day working on a blog post, but instead I focused on finishing my book. And it took focus. It wasn’t bad, not in any way, but it wasn’t the right choice. I figured that out fairly quickly, but then I got stubborn. I was going to finish this book, THIS book and now, not put it down and come back to it later. So reading today felt a bit like a chore. A chore I have COMPLETED. Yay me. Now I can pick out a good one.
Inane Chatter
What were you expecting?
On Cyclopian Columns
I had a similar experience with the definitive Lovecraft; way too long and wordy for my taste (if that’s a proper criticism for a book) but I forced myself to power through it.
Now Amanda has me reading the first book in the Divergent series – for some reason. It’s like chewing soft butter after trying to be a termite for a month.
Zannah
Chewing soft butter? Gross.
Do you feel like forcing yourself through Lovecraft is worth it? I’ve never tried it.
Cuthulu is my co-pilot
Worth it is a hard call – I only read him because it kept coming up in other mediums, and I got curious. Some of his stuff is good, but I don’t think you need to read the entire collection like I did. He uses a lot of the same imagery and references in every story so that they lose their punch quickly and make them feel a bit hollow.
I think you’d be better served but trying one or two of his longer pieces and a hand full of his short stories.
Zannah
I can do that. Thanks!