To write or not to write - that is the question.
I have used this analogy many times but it's usually about cleaning the house or exercising. Maybe not eating that slice of pie in the fridge I most certainly don’t need.
Now writing…. The muse most of us really need is a gun to our heads and someone saying…
I have used this analogy many times but it's usually about cleaning the house or exercising. Maybe not eating that slice of pie in the fridge I most certainly don’t need.
Now writing…. The muse most of us really need is a gun to our heads and someone saying…
But,
there are so many distractions. Or excuses. I’m talking about myself
here. My writing partner Liz does not have this problem. She must be
clairvoyant as she always knows when I’m slacking and I get a subtle
reminder to get the lead out or fingers to the keyboard.
But, I
have appointments and my friends I’ve not seen forever want to go for
lunch or shop. And then it’s the weather. It’s too hot, it’s too cold,
it’s too wet. Oh, there’s the doorbell. One of my neighbors dropped in
for coffee or if it's later in the day a glass of wine.
So, what does this have to do with my writing life ?
I’m
sure I must write a short story, at least in my head when I have a
shower and as I potter about the house I’m always thinking of plots and
characters. Discipline is what I need and stop procrastinating.
I
was brought up in a newspaper world and now listening to the news
online or television is a priority for me. We are in the middle of great
upheavals in the world and it gets distressing to hear all that is
going on. So I’ll give myself 20 mins in the morning to catch up so that
I don’t have my head in the sand.
The publishing world is not
immune to changes as more people read online, but I do believe that hand
held books will never go out of fashion.
Now that Jamie Tremain is in collaboration with Gloria Ferris as Ferris Tremain, our third Mechanic Falls Gem Caper is a work in progress.
My
desk sits facing the window and I notice the rain has gone off. Just
right for a quick walk around the ravine before I settle in my chair for
some writing.
OH, No! It’s 29 degrees, humidity 78. Forget the walk, I’ll be good and stay anchored to my desk. Liz will like that.
Slainte,
Pam
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