this entire last couple of years i’ve been reading tons of stuff i wouldn’t normally read. most of my life i just read classics. older horror, scifi, and fantasy. my favorite authors are hawthorne, dostoevsy, and steinbeck. lately i’ve read tons of cozy mysteries, paranormal romance, contemporary horror, literary fiction, etc. there’s been a lot of good stuff. some bad stuff… like most of the grady hendrix books i’ve read. but even he had a couple of decent books. (i really liked “we sold our souls” and “my best friends exorcism” wasn’t too bad, either.)
i don’t have any pictures or anything else that is a distraction in my head. no internal monologue. nothing but the words i’m reading. i read mostly classics. older horror/scifi/fantasy too. i’ve been reading a lot of current genre fiction recently. my all time favorite author is nathaniel hawthorne and he wrote the heck out of some excessively long sentences. love dostoevsky and steinbeck as well. i don’t like anything gross cuz despite not seeing it in my head i will get sick feeling. like some of grady hendrix’s books have disgusting crap in them and i’d love to just shake him and tell him to calm himself. i love ghost stories and other things that are more atmospheric or psychological.