I think that if I read more, I’d write more. That is to say, I’d steal more of others’ ideas and make them my own. I don’t think that reading makes people more able to write. If that was the case, my now deceased grandmother would have been Steinbeckian in her prose. She could’ve written Of Mice and Men just from the amount of soup can labels she read at the kitchen table. The stack of newspapers that piled next to her La-Z-Boy recliner would have helped generate at least the first 20-something chapters of The Grapes of Wrath.
No, the ability to write has nothing to do with reading. I just think reading can help take you there… to that place where you feel most comfortable typing words of your own (so to speak). But I don’t read that much.
Who has the time? I mean, when I am not working, I’m either thinking about work or doing stuff for my wife and/or kids. Not really for them so much as because they said so. I’m a weak-minded, flimsy-spined pushover. I’ve even started saying yes, ma’am and no ma’am… to my daughters. They are very convincing when they yell.
Anyway, I’m planning on growing a pair and neglecting my kids more often. What should I be reading?