An Author’s (Blue) Musing

Do you ever get the feeling that you have read too much of a genre? That books you would have adored last year are, this year, dull and uninteresting? Do tropes and details start to get on your nerves?

I feel like I’ve hit that point. Home too much with too much time to read? An overload of the genre I used to love so much? I don’t know what it is, but books I expected to love are all falling flat of late. Characters I’ve loved in previous books have returned and I am…irritated with them. Annoyed by the personalities I cheered for.

And, to be honest, I haven’t read as many books as I did last year or the year before. It is a conundrum that is exceedingly annoying because I have so many books on my Need To Read shelf. Will I rate them negatively because I am in a funk? Should I wait?

Quarantine is finally getting to me, folks!

Another thing that might contribute to my displeasure with some books is I may have done a bit too much research into the Regency and Victorian era. I keep pausing while I read to say, “THAT’S NOT TRUE! NOT ALL LADIES TIGHT-LACED THEIR CORSETS!” Or some such protest of some small detail that really doesn’t matter to the plot.

Do I know all? No. I know I don’t. So I know I should hold my standards for other authors. 

Sorry this is a weird post. I think a lot of my random musings have been odd ones this year.

Yay, 2020.

BUT I am pleased to announce that three of my books are now available on multiple platforms and not just Amazon.

Emily’s Choice, A Chaotic Courtship, and My Hands Hold My Story are now available on Kobo, Apple, Overdrive, Google Play Books, and several others that I have forgotten.

Well. Until next time!