You know that feeling you get when you read an amazing book by an amazing writer and you think: DANG--I wish I could write like that!!!!!!!
Yeah... I have that feeling all the time.
But I do my best to shake it off, because I don't actually think it's a healthy feeling to have as a writer.
Sure, I can admire someone else's writing. I can be awed by the way they string sentences together, or impressed by their solid world building, or laugh myself silly at their wonderful use of humor--or even be inspired to push myself in new directions. But I can't let the feeling go any further than that, where I actually let myself WISH I could write like them. Because I can only write like me.
And sure, I can (and should) grow and learn and improve my craft in many many ways with every word I write. But I will still always write in MY voice and tell stories MY way.
Which is actually why I always fall SUPER behind on reading when I'm drafting, because I often can't read when I'm trying to crank out a rough draft. I read all the pretty, revised-and-edited-a-million-times words by authors who write very differently than me and think: MY DRAFT SUCKS BECAUSE IT IS NOTHING LIKE THIS!
So this week (and weekend) I'm going to get some serious reading done. I've met all my deadlines--and I'm about to dive into writing book two (AHHHH!!!), which will mean I won't be reading as much. So I'm taking the time now to crank through as much of my TBR pile as I can. And I've got some AWESOME ones in there guys. It's going to be a good, GOOD week!