Not much has changed since my Thursday report. Only that I have had a very full weekend of reading. It is a nice feeling. To be full of words. Those words will help me to create words of my own tomorrow when I sit down to connect with my work.

I know too many authors who will not read because they are afraid of copying a plot, or a phrase. It always makes me sad. It has never been a fear of mine, personally, so it is a fear I don’t relate well to. When I read, and I absorb words, it is more like absorbing the way words can form together. An aura of words rather than actual words themselves.

• I absorb how dialogue can flow together.
• I absorb how words can create different moods. Quick and adventurous? Slow and building? There are so many possibilities.
• I absorb lengths of chapters.
• I absorb experiments.
• I absorb successes.
• I absorb failures.

I learn. And that is why I love reading so much. I learn through it. Most of my successful reading is done through listening these days, but when I can read through a book and see the words on a page, that is a different and unique connection too. It’s beautiful.

And I feel so full right now. So very full. I hope this fullness turns into something amazing for the week. I want to create. Desperately.