Musical Reading, Writing, and Reviewing Peeves
I love positive, but for this post, I'm musing on some peeves I have with reading, writing, and reviewing. I pulled this list together from a stack of erroneous scrambled notes, and amazingly, as you'll soon find out why, plucked out my Top Ten.
So let the muse begin, starting with my top peeve. Writing! It peeves me to no end to think I think far faster than I write. And so what if everyone else in the world is like this too. That only makes things worse because I'm like this, which to combat, I'm a serious note-taker...spiraling right into my next peeve.
My penmanship used to be fairly pretty. Hoping to master calligraphy at some point. But then typewriters, processors, and now PCs (what a word) came out and took the swankiness out of my penmanship. Now I can't make heads or tails out of my handwritten notes...
...Thousands of notes, and if I get to use 1% of the notes I'm counting too high.
Another writing peeve, as I sit here peeving away, and that is when I spot and have to fix my auditory processing snaf-foo(s). Kid no one not, but I have written an entire (first draft) novel to a flawless chagrin, backwards! And that's not all. You know each one of them things called sentences. I wrote them backwards too! Perhaps this should be my number one peeve. The only reason it isn't, is because I self-diagnosed and fixed the issue. Now I start each chapter with, 'the end'.
But the writing peeve that has eaten at me more than anything, and that was escorting THREE near complete novels to the recycle bin...back to back. A whole years' worth of work—gone. Vanished without a trace. And more maddening than this misdirected calamity was me refusing to move on to the next novel. A Big Arrghh!
Reviewing might be next on my list of bookish peeves, the number one in this category being books I've read and started to review, but changed my mind. I appreciate honesty, but honestly, if it requires too much thought to write a constructive honest review, I leave it alone.
And that's the other thing about reviewing. I spend a good amount of time writing each review, trying to avoid spoilers while expressing more than... "I simply loved the book."
And reading peeves? Here's one. Or how about here's one, two, three, four, and counting up to your favorite number. Don't want to admit this, but I am not so fond of books with more descriptions of localities, settings, car rim tire sizes, credentials, incidentals, and everything else exterior and interior to Pluto's ozone. Please, one solid story centered amid one focused premise, or just point me to the nearest encyclopedia. I'll underline all the scores myself.
Now my top reading peeve has to do with the mood thing. So many times I want to read a certain book but can't, all due to not being in the right mood. For instance, after reading the Silence of Grace and Extraordinary, Ordinary People, I can't read this Shangri book. So badly I wanted to read this one, but unfortunately the two I read before it I have to credit for taking me out of the mood to read anything on World Wars I or II.
But the worstest of the worst reading peeves, and that's the tough time I have finding a book that is my just cup of tea. Nothing guarantees finding it either; not reading a synopsis, reviews, blurbs; whether it's traditional or self-pubbed. Not even going by best-seller lists, or testing the first few pages. Nothing but finding the right mood and keeping my fingers crossed until I can safely conclude... 'aah, now this is a finger-licking good, solid delicious gorgeously fantastic book!'