Reflections of a working writer and reader
No professional writer can afford only to write when he feels like it. If he waits till he is in the mood, till he has the inspiration, he waits indefinitely and ends by producing little or nothing. The professional writer creates the mood. He has his inspiration too, but he controls and subdues it to his bidding by setting himself regular hours of work. But in time writing becomes a habit, and like the old actor in retirement, who gets restless when the hour arrives at which he has been accustomed to go down to the theatre and make up for the evening performance, the writer itches to get to his pens and paper at the hours at which he has been used to write. Then he writes automatically. William Somerset Maugham
The paperback of John Barlow’s novel, Intoxicated, is published today. He’s put together a forty-five second video to help his publisher’s marketing department. The novel, set in Yorkshire, is about cocaine, madness and soft drinks in the late 19th century.
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