It might be quite strange jumble as my blog is partly about reading books, partly about hiking and partly about writing. It might seem that this trio does not come together that much. Yet, for me, it does. In this post, I will share how.
I’ll tell it straight away: November, for the vast majority of years, sucks for hiking. Bordering between the colorful days of October and the winter, it’s usually a poor mess. Even if there’s some color remaining, it’s gloomier than in October. And it usually rains way more. The second half then turns into waiting for the first snow and hoping for a decent timing.
As I go on with further edit passes, some self-done, some based on feedback, I try to not just edit but also observe how my edits change and how I see some things compared to the past.
In this post, I’ll look into one specific type of narrative I encountered: one where the story is told by a narrator retrospectively and interrupted here and there with the narrator’s perspective. While my sample on this kind of narrative is small, it was enough to discover potential issues in that approach – something I’ll talk about now.
With the annual Goodreads awards being upon us, I’ve decided to share my thoughts on the matter of awards in general – and how they (don’t) affect my choice of next book.
After two Sci-Fi books (Jurrasic Park and Resist), I got to read a book that is some kind of a mix of Sci-Fi and Fantasy. Another step into the unknown for me – and one that worked for me.
Continuing the way I did it in September, this post will be a summary of my October travels with several photos.