I don’t know about you, but the best part of the day for me is when I can write. If it was up to me, I would write all day. I feel a great sense of joy when my mind is fully on my story. I tell the men in prison to use this as a mantra: “When I write, I’m not in prison.”
If I could, I would not spend a minute on marketing. To be honest, I hate marketing, but I know I have to do it. If I were rich, I would hire someone to do it and let me write all day.
Then there’s family. I don’t exist on an island. I have household duties and I don’t really mind doing them, because my family encourages me to write. For some strange reason, I don’t think of going to the store as time away from writing. But, of course, it is.
I just can’t pull a Hemingway – close my door at 6 AM and put a sign on it. Closed Until Noon. I suspect that if I were a very serious writer, that’s what I’d do. But somehow, someway that would destroy who I am.
How about you? Can you help me figure out who I am as a writer? Who are you?
Images courtesy of: