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Recycling Absurd Assumptions

During the process of migrating from Blogger to WordPress I lost a few early posts. For some unknown reason they didn’t transfer and since nobody ever read them it seemed a shame they got abandoned down in Google’s basement. I’ve resurrected them here just for you. Sweet!

Fresh from the compost heap:

“Ooohh, you’re a writer.” *wink, wink, nudge, nudge* “Must be nice to do nothing but stay at home and make the big bucks.”

On occasion I find myself flabbergasted by the things people say. I’ve heard this gem more than once. Pasting a puzzled expression on my face just for emphasis, I always have to ask who they’re talking about.

Every writer I know, works their behind off and then has to get up and go to their day job. It’s a lot like having a second career and that’s after you invest all the extra time studying craft, doing research, and brainstorming ideas.

For me, writing is about discovery, exploration, adventure, and living vicariously through the characters I create and occasionally destroy. It’s about finding just the right word to create an image, evoke a feeling, connect to a memory, or make someone curious enough to go find out more.

I spent a lot of time reading when I was a kid. I still do. Some of my favorite people in the entire world, live only between the covers of a book. There are days when I’d rather spend a few hours having the same conversation over and over with them, than sit in a room with other breathing primates.

Especially the ones who think writing is so darn easy.

Why is it THOSE people never write books? Have a horror story to share? Lay it out there…we want to hear every grimy detail.

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