The Middle Years: When the kids grow up... and everything goes tits down
By Liz Fraser
Indispensable and hilarious* notes on midlife (*possibly)
Tuesday, 14 October 2014
And the word is...
Authors all have their own routine, and their own way of working, or 'not working' as it usually spelled.
Some get up at 6am, write for 3 hours, polish off 3000 words and spend the rest of the day looking smug.
We hate these people.
Others faff about all morning in their pyjamas, drink tea, read the paper, think about writing, go out, come back, think some more about writing, read the paper again, eat something, clear up, think about thinking about writing, go for a run, shower, eat some more, open the laptop, realise there is THE WHOLE OF THE INTERNET OUT THERE, and this basically means that writing any more is a) impossible, because it will take 27 billion years just to read what's already there, and that's just the Buzzfeed quizzes, and b) pointless, as nobody can possibly find our writing among all the 86,000 blogs about sex toys and pictures of cats on skateboards....and so they go to the pub.
We like these people.
My own goal is simply to write SOMETHING, every day. It doesn't have to be much; just one word will do, so long as it is a word, and it's in the right place.
And because you are here, in my Secret Shed and therefore have PRIVATE INSIDER ACCESS to such exciting revelations, I am going to share today's word with you.
Today's word was 'In'.
Bet you're glad you bought my book now, eh??
But as I said, it doesn't have to be much, just...something.
If you are a writer, please feel free to share your Word of the Day today, with the rest of us.
You never know, it might spur a few pyjama-wearing newspaper readers to pen their own word, and get closer to that beautiful one, 'End.'
Tomorrow I might aim for TWO WORDS. perhaps 'Out.' And then 'In' again.
But one at a time. One doesn't want to rush things...
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