The gamification of Kindle telling me how many days in a row and how many weeks in a row I've been reading consistently definitely gets me to read a bit every single day, which adds up to whole books soon enough.Trying a thing this week - 10 pages in each my graphic novel, fiction, non-ficiton, and game books before picking up computer
yes, posting and reflection also really helps. Thats why I enjoy this thread here too! I also track and post on storygraph but I am considering going away from that and having a analogue book journal only for reflection (and this thread here ofc).Even if the vast majority of the time there's no conversation about what I'm reading, posting it feels like an accountability check.
Bradbury's writing has this strangely beautiful heartbreak. It at once captures what it's like to be a kid, aching to be an adult but also fearful of leaving childhood behind, and being an adult desperately recalling your lost childhood. All of it done with a simple description of an autumn wind blowing leaves across a small town.Reading Bradbury makes my heart ache, in ways nostalgic, sad, and the thrill of fear when you see movement out of the corner of your eye, and realize phew! it was just a leaf falling or a squirrel jumping - or was it?
All of those are in a good way; but also I'm not sure I'm in a head-place right now to read him. Even reading the words "October Country" is bringing up some feels from when I read it so many years ago. Fahrenheit 451, Martian Chronicles, Something Wicked This Way Comes, Dandelion Wine... most of us I'm sure could go on with adding to their favorites. Bradbury was one of the best.
King has a misanthropic streak in his writing. It's this synergy between the everyday and supernatural terrors.Currently slowly rereading IT. I think i forget how well Stephen King can write about just everyday human horror, even outside of the supernatural stuff. Carrie to me is really about the horrors of bullying, and IT is half Pennywise being a nasty piece of work, and half humans being nasty pieces of work.