Finding the muse.

Excuse the mess, we are working to better your experience!

 

I have no true excuses, but hear me out: I got a job. My new job has been eating up a little of my time. The rest of my time has been chewed up by writer's block and reading up on the newest authors. Thus, this post comes with all apologies for the time that has spanned between your hearing from me; whoever you are.

 

So, how have you been? Good? I am well, except for reading an equally beautiful and depressing book and predicting the decline in my love for mermaids because now they are getting to be a popular plotline. I tend to get nauseous over things that suddenly become "mainstream" and "cool" when I have had a genuine love and following for them BEFORE all that.

 

However, every so often, comes a magnificent book within which the pages fly and words compose a story that you can believe in and live on. I sometimes compare reading a book to eating a long meal. Readers know what I mean. A good book tastes delicious. Every word in smooth over the tongue and ruminates like a full and content stomach. Long after the last page you are still chewing on the highlights, your favorite parts playing over in your mind and memorizing where they are in the book. And for a blissful while, you are overwhelmed with joy over the discovery of such a wonderful piece. That joy fills your chest like a warm bloom until you cannot help but grab the closest person and describe your experience.

 

Yet, if you're like me, you also want to horde it. Keep it close to you, clutched to your body so no one can see. I am extremely selfish when I have found a good book. I fight my childish urge to cry "It's mine!" and not share.

 

But I am a writer, too.

 

And all a writer truly wants is to share.

 

So here are few books that speak for themselves: Diane Setterfield's 'The Thirteenth Tale', Soseki Natsume's 'I Am A Cat', and for dessert, a book I have yet to finish but have begun this very day; Natasha Pulley's 'The Watchmaker of Filigree Street'. Normally I reserve judgment until AFTER I've finished my meal, but some books couldn't possibly start tasting bad after such a good start.

 

Enjoy your food. They have been prepared with the utmost talent. Most of the time. Your challenge: comment below about any books that left a bad taste in your mouth afterwards. We have all read books we wish we could throw up and forget about. AND PLEASE: NO HATE. Any hateful comments WILL be removed and banned. We are here to express our opinions, not impress them upon others.