After the recent resurgence of a topic that’s nearly two years old – but never out of date because Candy’s entry on that topic of writers vs. reviewers is damntasticly and fabulous – I had a similar question: if you’re a writer of fiction, does it lessen your enjoyment of fiction when you read it? Can writers read and lose themselves in a book or do technical details distract from the enjoyment?
Reading with the intention to review has certainly altered the way I read, from the mechanical element wherein I mark pages or write notes to myself in the margin, to the thought process wherein I am constantly evaluating what is working and what isn’t. Suddenly I’m disappointed by a decision the character made – before reviewing, I’d probably think little of it, but now that I put myself to the task of explaining why I’m disappointed, I pay more attention to the narrative, and the skills used to develop it. But overall, I still dig romance and have a good old time reading it. Thank goodness!
But what happens when you cross the line from reading into crafting the read? Does writing decrease reading enjoyment? I suspect this is true for some and not true for others, obviously, but I have to ask those writers reading the page: has becoming a writer, crossing that line from entertainment recipient to entertainment provider, lessened your enjoyment, or changed the way you read?