I picked up the novel The Martian by Andy Weir at our first Independent Bookstore Day stop, and the sum total of what I knew about it before buying it was:
- The cover is orange.
- I’ve seen people really engrossed in it on the bus.
- I’ve seen it on several bookstores’ Staff Recommends shelves.
- It has something to do with an astronaut left behind on Mars.
- The first chapter begins:
LOG ENTRY: SOL6
I’m pretty much fucked.
That’s my considered opinion.
And then I spent a whole Saturday (that I hadn’t intended to spend reading) not being able to put it down. Could NOT put it down. Had other things to do. Should have been doing them. Didn’t. Couldn’t put it down.
Continue reading “Not Knowing vs Knowing”
I’ve taken heart recently, creatively speaking, from three books: Stephen Greenblatt’s Will in the World: How Shakespeare Became Shakespeare, Alan Sepinwall’s The Revolution Was Televised: The Cops, Crooks, Slingers and Slayers Who Changed TV Forever, and Keith Richards’ autobiography Life.
From Greenblatt’s very readable and fascinating biography of Shakespeare, just how much Shakespeare stole plots/basic ideas from other existing plays or stories. (I knew he had done so sometimes, but didn’t realize quite how much.) Creative lesson: you don’t, necessarily, have to reinvent the wheel. Continue reading “Taking Heart”