“The wastepaper basket is the writer’s best friend.”
~ Isaac Bashevis Singer, 1902 – 1991
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Isaac Bashevis Singer was a Polish born, American author of novels, short stories, and essays. He received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1978.
I do know what he means about the wastepaper basket. One must be willing to write and throw away until one downloads, or distills, the ‘true and right’ story, in which the right words are all in their right order…






Yep, it’s definitely that time: 1 August rocked around yesterday and that means I posted Instalment 8 — yes, eight! in the 



Recently, I
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Previous “Reading Older Books” Posts:








Daniel Abraham is possibly better known now as one half of James S.A. Corey (the other half of the duo is Ty Franck), writer of The Expanse science fiction series that generated 
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Currently I’m doing a post series where I report back on books on the “older to old” spectrum that I’ve read recently. Note: There are no really old (pre 19th century) or really, really old (think Xenophon’s Anabasis) books in the mix, so essentially they’re all “modern” works.
Anyway, not to get sidetracked into categorizing books by age, the books I’ve been reading lately are all published from 1945 onward. So not that old in terms of the history of literature but certainly not on the new or recent publications shelves of either book shops or libraries.
Reason the First: There are some great reads out there that may not have made the “classics” list but are still enjoyable reads, so I would be depriving myself from experiencing their goodness if I restricted myself to reading and posting on new books only.
Reason the Second: As with all the arts (and pretty much everything people do, for that matter) writing has its seasons and its fashions. Reading older books is a great way of gaining perspective on the ways writers have rocked readers’ worlds in the past, as well as what maybe didn’t work so well, or might not in today’s world. All of which is grist for the writer’s mill. 😉
Reason the Fourth: While non fiction may offer more rigorous insights in terms of Reason the Third, sometimes fiction can be equally if not more fascinating. Last year, for example, I
Reading it, several social history aspects really leapt out at me. Firstly, absolutely everybody smokes as a matter of course. Also, it’s illegal to fish on a Sunday, which I believe many contemporary readers would struggle to get their heads around. And it was clearly not at all respectable to be a paperback writer, although the said individual in this case was a surprisingly reasonable person given his socially below-par occupation… 😀 (Note: I should clarify, this is the narrator’s summation of his occupation and character, not mine.)
Anyway, these are just a few of the reasons I read older books, other than just to enjoy a greater variety of stories and storytelling techniques.




