Two weeks back I went to visit my sister-in-law and she took me to a bookstore/boutique where I found some new and used books from some authors I havent seen since I was sneaking my mothers romance books to supplement my daily doses of fiction and fantasy (I figure from the age of 13 to 21, I read 10 books a week in the 200 to 300 page range, 40 books a month, 480 books a year, and roughly 3840 books in that eight year span. To this date the longest book I read was Les Mes at 1400+ pages when I was 16. Despite that plunge into Classical genre, Im not much for it, I always liked romance. And about 1/3 of those 3840 books were romance).
So while reading one of the books last night, I thought it sounded familiar, so I looked through my bookcase and found I already owned a book by the author she wrote in 2009. The difference between the two books was startling, and I dont mean the fact that one is sci-fi romance and the other historical romance. The difference was in the plots and subplots, the voice, and the writing itself.
Her writing is like cheap wine that doesnt age well, not quite vinegar, but not as smooth and rich in flavor. This earlier book was written in 1993, 16 years earlier then her other, and it writing style was smooth and rich in flavor, the plot and subplots were fuller and her voice strong. It was by far a better book, not trying to say the later one was a failure, I liked it upon its own merits, but it would have been so much better it if she had not decided to follow the trends, if her plots and subplots had been stronger and made sense, if her voice had been as confident, and if her writing didnt sound like everyone elses and turned stagnant.
Ive read writers that age well, though a few of their books arent the best, they strive to do better than the last book. They learn from their mistakes and their writing is like fine port. Well flavored, blended, and smooth.