Hello, new year. It seems like only yesterday I was staring at the tail end of the fall semester, wondering what I was going to do with a month (a MONTH) of freedom from classes and papers. Alas, that month has passed too quickly, and I am already ensconced in another semester of learning. How time flies.
This was when I was shelving books (half a bookseller's life: shelving books) and happened upon a copy of London Under: The Secret History Beneath the Streets, by Peter Ackroyd. The book is one I've been meaning to read for, well...for a long time. Besides the fascinating subject matter, I've always thought that having creepy tunnels in one of my books would be very cool. And then one thought led to another, which led to another, and eventually I arrived at this maxim:
A writer should always have her nose in a nonfiction title.
I'm proud to say that at least for now, I'm following my own modest tip. By far the creepiest (and coolest) thing I've recently read in a nonfiction book was this factoid from Sex With the Queen: 900 Years of Vile Kings, Virile Lovers, and Passionate Politics (Eleanor Herman): "Margot [Queen of Navarre] reportedly collected the embalmed hearts of her lovers and put them into small silver boxes, which she hung inside her hoopskirt on chains" (47). I don't know what you think about that, but to me that reads simultaneously as EWW and AWESOME.
Most recently, I've finally cracked open Confederates in the Attic (Tony Horwitz), though for the moment it's slow going. I can already say that I've learned far more about Civil War re-enactors than I ever expected to, though...
So there you have it. One modest writing tip for your consideration. Go on, give it a try. Even if you're not interested in royal affairs or the London underground, I'm sure there's something out there to pique your interest and start a creative fire under your chair. Let me know if you find anything awesome out there!