Saying you are a writer and being a writer is not the same thing.
One involves a lot of talk, the other involves a lot of bullshit.
Tag: writing
Writing
Staring at my plate, waiting for inspiration.
I know – a story about … plates.
Judgment
Everything I’ve ever written could be titled “untitled”.
Every girl I’ve ever been with could be called “a shocking lapse in judgment”.
Publish
All the words over all the years piled up and rotted, becoming toxic.
When they were putrid enough, I published them.
Hence
Will the me of ten years hence look back and grimace?
I bet he’ll not like “hence” sitting there like a clod.
Jealous
She stepped over her fear and gave me some of her short stories to read.
They were really good but all I said was “did you used to be sad a lot?” because I was so jealous.
Longing
Once upon a time, there was a place called ever after that no one ever reached. In writing names and places, pain, joy, and distant faces, they tried in vain to show to others what their own eyes could not see.
Advice
No one cares you are writing a play or a novel or a script.
More advice to myself.
Writing tip
Being a writer mainly is about lying well.
Start with yourself, move to your friends and then the world!
Author
After all my years in poverty I decided to get real and expose myself.
Now I’m rich, shivering and cold and wishing I could take it all back.
Novel
I’ve lashed myself to my creeping behemoth of a novel.
It gets finished, or it dies, along with me.
Writer
Usually I say I write when people ask me what I do at work.
Actually, I write, I surf the web, I think about wasted time, I try to stop myself feeling bored, I laugh with the guys I work with, I resist the chiming calls from the back of my brain to just quit, just quit, just quit, just quit, just quit, justquitjustquitjustquit…
Be me
I wonder about those writers who write the words I see people on TV saying.
I wonder if one day that could be me.
Bowie
I know with absolute certainty these sentences will be the only to survive the destruction of our civilisation and will be endlessly puzzled over and analysed for deeper meaning forever and ever.
With that in mind, David Bowie is freaking awesome.
Hope, Sarcasm and Wisdom from the Mother of a Writer
“It’s tearing me up Ma all these rejection letters are getting piled up on my counter from everywhere I sent my work to and they all come back to me with illegible red ink glaringly scrawled across them which no one in their right mind can read so how am I supposed to know how to make them better?”
I could hear the sarcasm dripping from her voice over the crackling phone line “I’m sure you will be crying me a river about these rejections when you have your first book published until then buck up and grow a backbone.”
Writer’s Block
My heart pounds in my chest as thoughts of bankrupting my family and being homeless fill my head with terror and my chest with pressure, all because I quit my job to follow my dream of writing full time.
I never realized a blank white page could shout fear enough to make my hands shake and hope enough to make me dream.
Writer
Another day passed without me writing anything.
I wonder how long this will continue before I stop calling myself a writer.
Writing
Every day I struggle to write SMG for no reason other than I must.
To you in the deep future: I hope you enjoy it for all the pain it caused me.
Peaked
Writing children’s books was beautiful and I loved it.
I fear I peaked too soon.
Being a writer
All the time at work the same deal.
Make this boring thing look interesting.