Nonfiction, baby! I have so much unread fiction in my room, started and never finished. But the magazines and newspapers and autobiographies and other nonfiction? Prime stuff for me. Even as summer reading.
Posted by Jill at August 21, 2005 08:03 PMI don't read a lot of non-fic. Have some writing books and recently purchased the Brian Hill/Dee Power book "The Making of a Bestseller" (which I'm enjoying, btw)
Thanks for taking a moment to comment, Jill! I'd comment in your current post but you've locked out non Blogger comments. :-(
Posted by Dawno at August 21, 2005 08:39 PMI'm just lame, Dawno. Trust me, nothing personal. You're a leo - you know I want comments! Should be fixed now. I hope you didn't start the blogger blog because of me (though, as a leo, secretly, that would make me smile - how sick!!!)
You're the best - thanks.
Posted by Jill at August 22, 2005 07:11 PMI thought Chiklit was gum. You know, comes in a box...little squares, kinda crunchy at first. Am I missing something?
Posted by Unique at August 26, 2005 09:41 PMhi dawno...
I stopped beating up on chick lit after I met a McSweeny's boy and discovered what a pretentious ass they can be. And his work was banal. I couldn't believe all the people who celebrate those little self-obsessed dweebs and then beat up on chick lit. The McSweeny's boys are the other side of the coin, but they get away with their self-absorbed drivel because the world loves quasi-autobiographical, angst-riddled abuse tales. So many think those books are about "real life" when, in fact, when you get to know a McSweeny's boy, you find out that the books, and their writers, are really just full of alot of shite.
:-)
Tish