The Insecure Writers Support Group has posed the question how has being a writer changed your experience as a reader.
I didn’t expect when I first began working with a developmental editor that my taste in reading would change, becoming more refined.
:::::: in a nasal voice ::::: The author writes with a sanctified parsimony that both satisfies and leaves the reader wanting more. Her fillips of verbal ephemera launch the reader on a discovery of the inner workings of art as the basis for a new meaning of incandescence.
No, not that refined!
I’ve always noticed when an author has a particularly lovely turn of phrase, but now I see so much more of the thought and work that makes a narrative worthy of five stars. I expect any book I read to have a good story that keeps me turning pages. In the past, I didn’t have a problem with grammar and punctuation errors if the story was decent. Not anymore. I struggle to read even exceptional stories if the writing hasn’t been stringently edited. I notice the mistakes, at least the ones my own editor, often repeatedly, has pointed out to me.
I try to read authors that will, by mental osmosis, up my own writing game. I find myself rereading scenes to determine what the author did to make me feel such intense emotion or how she choreographed a fight scene so I easily imagined it in my head.
Recognition of quality writing has increased my appreciation for those who create phenomenal reading experiences.