Am I A Writer
So I've decided to move on to pastures new. I'm 9 pages into my new book and I hate it. Don't ask me why, yesterday when I read it back to myself it was the exciting work of a genius. Today, it's worst than the work of a seven year old. So now I'm writing this blog instead of confronting what is wrong with the piece. Classic case of avoidance, I have so many excuses to pick from, I think I can even write a book on how not to write a book. The endless cups of tea I make but don't drink, the unnecessary phone calls to friends who are busy with real work, while I play at being a writer.Sometimes I do ask myself why bother, it's not as if I'm going to get rich from writing. However at the same time I can't think of anything else [...]