Yes, that’s right. And it shows, I think, that we need to be clear who ‘we’ are in ourselves, and ‘we’ are not necessarily that person who is represented by the brand. That’s just part of us. Forgot to say — the image was well worth clicking on:)
I’ll be honest. I only clicked on this because of the header photo. That shallow of me, that smart of you. And a great post. Society wants us to be fully rounded human beings, ‘A Man in Full’ as Tom Wolfe put it, but online we want people who have a laser focus. We’d hate it if people were like that in real life, unable to talk about anything except…
This is very good writing. I’ve written professionally for 30 year but decided I had to get the YA trilogy in me written and done. The first book I wrote in four months and adored the process and the learning process. It’s now been eight months with agents and I’m still waiting for the second agent to come back to me. Even if it’s a green light it’s…
At the time of me writing this, you’ve had 637 recommends, and they’re deserved because this is a brilliant piece. I wonder how many I’d get if I wrote a post where I was a man wiping out women. I wonder how many positive comments I’d get. On the other hand I’d have to be going some to beat ‘bespoke porch rifle’. Genius.
Loved this list. As to your final point about your memories — I’d suggest you be more stoic. Can you change the past? Same as, can you change the weather? No, so let it go. Focus instead on the present and future, having learned from the past, and then you can focus 100% instead of being dragged back by bad memories from the past. Easy to write, hard to do!
That one-hour rule is sound. Always make it the first hour because you’re at your most creative first thing, and creatively get more jaded as the day wears on. After a lifetime of writing, I’ve just written my first children’s novel, and wrote for the first three hours of every day which was massively productive. And, of course, I’m now trying to find an agent, but you probably guessed that! Good luck.
Moving and still raw. As a man not far off 60 I find myself in that space between a 90-year-old father (lucky, lucky me), and a teenage son, so this post made me think about joining your club and then my son one day joining that club. Mostly though I find myself praying that my son does get to join that club. Because otherwise he will have died before me and that is not a club I could contemplate joining.