Ahab’s Wife the book; just getting better and better

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Ahab's Wife, fiction, novels, postaday2013, Reading

The gift that my cousin Nancy gave me, the book Ahab’s Wife, is revealing itself to be one of the better written books that I have read in a long while. The author’s ease with descriptive language is pretty incredible and it is giving me inspiration for my own novel. The descriptive language that the authoress employs is used towards nature, thoughts, relationships and the physical persons in the heroine’s, Una is her name, world whereas I use descriptive language to describe food, cooking, eating and tasting. I think that I will try to incorporate more descriptive language to further communicate the sense of what Paris or now the lack of Paris means to my own heroine, now that she is ready to travel overseas to the new world.

I have often heard that to be a good writer, one needs to read a lot. Now that I have been at Ahab’s Wife for a while; reading a writing style that really has drawn me in and impressed me in a way that I haven’t been since I don’t know when, I feel moved to better my own writing. I know that I could seriously use improvement in my writing style. I think that for my novel, my style may be a little to matter of fact, not descriptive enough. I need to learn how to paint a scene with my words, I know that I paint scenes surrounding food and eating, I would like to try and branch out to my characters surroundings, feelings and physical persons.

It will always be a work progress just the way I am a work in progress as a person. That’s fine, I hope that I will get better as I continue writing, only time will tell.

Green-eyed monster

Tell us about the last time you were really, truly jealous of someone. Did you act on it? Did it hurt your relationship?

The last time that I was ever jealous, seriously jealous was back in high school, in freshman year. My boyfriend at the time broke up with me for someone else and I was heartbroken and incredibly jealous of her. She didn't go to our school so that made it much easier in a way, but I was heartbroken nevertheless.

I never acted on it, I was never one to act on my feelings, I have always been one to internalize everything and when that happens, I am the one who suffers, often in silence.

I don't know what has always prevented me from expressing my anger, hurt or disappointment to others, I mean it does happen, but only when I have been pushed to my limits, I do have limits. I know that I have always been very sensitive to others feelings and I really hate hurting people's feelings because I know how it feels and I don't want to do that to others purposely or is it purposefully? Either way I don't want to do it.

I am pretty sure that is the only time that I have been jealous, really, truly jealous. There are so many other things in life that are more pressing that why let jealousy rule the day?