I was close, though - less than a hundred pages remained. And it's strange that the book that, of all the books I've read in the last few months, is the first one not to be finished, is written by an author who is by far one of my favourites.
However, I've become utterly inured, it seems, to having any enjoyment reading fantasy. Have I read too much? Not enough? Too widely? Too narrowly? It can't entirely be said. But what I know for sure is: 1) I need more variation, and, 2) I'm more comfortable reading something that's different from what I'm writing, most of the time.
|possibly the face of revenge|
I'm incapable of not reading at this point in my life, though, so I won't be going quite so far. Nonetheless, I need to get away from the standard stuff I'm reading. It's incredibly difficult to imagine creative ways to write fantasy and science fiction when you're reading creative fantasy and science fiction; there's too many opportunities to look at some book and think how much better it is than yours, or to stumble across ideas vaguely associated with your own and thereby knock the wind out of your project.
But, in the end, it's not any of these esoteric, theoretical convictions which made me put down Iron Council - and it wasn't anything wrong with the book, which, had I written a Book Thievery about it, would have been my shortest ever. ("Steal everything, leave nothing behind.") I'm just pooped with fantasy for a bit. I'll spend some time with non-fiction and mainstream/literary, instead, just to remind myself what other kind of ideas are out there - and so I don't drive myself insane.