Reading is one of the most important skills a person can have. It can be challenging, exciting, enlightening, and engaging. I love stories and I love words, so naturally I love to read.
But I have a problem. Since I was a kid and first discovered fantasy, that has been almost the only genre I’ve read. Sure, in college I read (and found I didn’t hate) non-fiction, but I still have to give myself to read it for leisure. If leisure is the right word. I suppose not. If I’m reading non-fiction, it’s because I want to learn something.
In order to remedy this problem, I downloaded the kindle app for my phone. Me. I hate ereaders. But I did it. And, last weekend I devoted two books ( if less than stellar quality – they were free after all) in a genre I swore is never touch. Yes. Romance.
I vine just thinking about it. And yet, exploring genes, I feel, is part of being a writer. We’ve got to be aware of what’s out there, of the style and flow of each genre. If we don’t, I don’t think we can reach our full potential.
Beyond that, as reader I don’t think it matters what we read so long as we do read. I’m not going to shame someone for reading a genre I don’t like, just as I won’t shame someobe for writing that genre. The point is to read, to enjoy language and hopefully learn something.
So I read outside my genre. I don’t know where I’ll go from here. If you have any suggestions let me know, but for now I’ll be sticking to the free kindle books. 🙂
Take care, fellow travelers.