I have accidently become an analyser of ANYTHING (fiction) I read. I keep trying to read for enjoyment, but keep finding flaws in the stuff I’m reading. Online books, blogs, real books. It’s driving me mad. Actually that’s a lie. What is driving me mad is people not being able to write without making a spelling or grammar mistake, or repeating the same thing again and again.
I was reading a blog last night that was a novella. In one paragraph the same sentence was repeated, virtually word for word. I wanted to read more because it was a good story, but it just annoyed me too much! Maybe it’s the things I’m reading, not that I’m becoming more observant. I don’t think so though. Well maybe.
Years ago, and still sometimes now, I would have loved to be a proof reader. I think I’d be really good (except my spelling is atrocious [although I can spell that so maybe it’s not as bad as I think]!). If I ever seriously consider doing a course (I have done), it needs to be AFTER I finish the writing course (and decide whether I’m going to stay in this job or look for a new one).
Still a little upset about the blueberry yogurt story going missing. Damn me!