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The funny thing about reading non-fiction is that it almost always makes me want to write. As everyone who makes a habit of writing knows, there are times when you’re in the mood to write, and there are times where you’re not.
When I read non-fiction—either a book or a good magazine article or an essay in a book—I get myself stuck in the nether world of wanting to write but not being in the mood to write. So I end up furtively setting the book aside and staring at a blank word document for a while just in case inspiration strikes.
It rarely does. But it’s an annoying habit because I really do enjoy a lot of good non-fiction. It’s just harder to really get into it if I spend the whole time thinking about what I could possibly be writing, myself.
