Monday, August 6, 2012
reading and writing
My routine for writing fell apart. My head can't get into writing mode while I'm listening for my son's calls for help. Being a full-time caregiver doesn't allow for creative juices to start flowing. However, there are quiet spells when I can read. So, in the past month or two, I've read several books. Notably, I read one "adult" book (an Anne Perry mystery), and one juvenile novel written in 1957--that was an eye-opener on how easily a book can be dated without the author even trying. It was a good read, called Donna Parker, Special Agent, by Marcia Martin, published by Whitman Publishing Company. The third book was recommended to me by my 15-year-old grandson, and I really didn't have any idea what sort of book he might recommend. He was very enthusiastic about it, mentioning it on a couple of occasions and finally lending me his copy. At first, I didn't care for it because there were a lot of flashbacks, and the prologue gave away what I thought was better left to be discovered by the reader. However, Zack was right. It was a remarkable book, called Johnny Got His Gun, by Dalton Trumbo, Bantam Books, published in 1989 but first published in 1939. Not the kind of book you'd expect a kid to read. Gave me a whole new insight into "what boys read"--the perennial problem of kid-lit writers.