I was reading a free book today and the synopsis turned me
off the story, but I read the first chapter it was accessible for one, and I
hope when I have time I will go back to it. Now, you know I have a kindle. I
have been downloading some what I thought would be some great books of late. Oh,
my. I can’t stand the voice on my kindle. It’s so false. I guess so is my lap
top software, but I’m more used to it and my kindle has a lady’s voice where as
I like the deep voice of the man. I will ask Hub if I can have a man’s voice on
my kindle and see if that helps. I do have the attention of a nat when it comes
to books. When I could see, I couldn’t bare reading. My mind was too active. But
now I have to listen to stories, so a, giving my eyes a break as when I could see,
I was partially sighted and to read did hurt. So now no pain when reading, just
need to listen. Hmm. Struggling. I want to re-write the book. I’m a head of the
story too. But this free book I read today on my lap top so, the voice I like,
is this
Why do I like it? Oh, it’s dark. I don’t like nasty stories,
my Husband listens to murder stories, no way I can. But I can’t see the hell
this person has found himself in. The colours of black, green, reds and fiery
oranges. He is a great writer he paints pictures with his words and sadly this
is what my books are lacking, it’s like
“La, di, dah. Whah ever.””
Like an annoying fly hovering around. But this story is
great, the beginning is anyway, as I said I didn’t have time to read the rest,
I only hope that is accessible?
People ask me why I love to write dark poetry? I really don’t
have an answer. I have seen loads of darkness in my life, devastation and
grief. Punishments done to me and others but I have also seen sunshine, flowers
and had experiences that only the finest Princess would require.
I love dark writing as far as hell, devils and so on because
it’s not really real. As for murders? I can’t stand as that is too real. The
books I have down loaded on my kindle are chick reads really, so no brain
required and that is what I want to get away from because if a brain is
involved it normally means some kind of reality and reality is what I want to
escape from.
Why do we read what we do? I don’t think it reflects our
real life, do you?
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