…there’s an infinite screed of responses to the question, ‘how long is a piece of string?’… in the same vein are the ream of possible answers to the query Authors often get asked,’how long does it take to write yer books?’… this ol’ Scots Jurassic scribbler has now banged out five Jack Calder crime thrillers, and not a single one matches another for the time taken to produce it… the elusive Muse, that ephemeral entity which more often as not eludes we peons of the pen at the most awkward times, is fickle to the nth… fellow writers will know the feeling… yeez are in full flow, rattling through the narrative, smoke percolating from the laptop (not a Samsung 7, a-hem), fingers doing a fair imitation of the Paso Doble across the computer keys… then… NUTHIN… full screeching halt… brain freeze… Madame Muse has sauntered off stage left, possibly to do her nails, or whatever Muses do in their own time… and the clock, calendar, and any notion of deadlines drift into the realm of ‘not-gonna-happen-anytime-soon,-sunshine’… which brings me to the point of this ‘ere blogpost… ever since embarking on this wunnerful novelizing gig , Master Gallacher has staunchly resisted setting deadlines… ‘deadlines’ create ‘dead lines’…
…it took me until almost six decades of my life had passed before I starting tapping out the first book, so I hardly think unnecessary and unwanted expedition is called for at this stage… rather, I chose then, and continue to choose, to let the writing take whatever time it takes… to craft and sculpt the work to my own perception of quality… I employ ruses to use when my Muse amuses and bemuses… I sum’times watch the dreadful SKYNews for laughs… or look out of the window for spells on end… and think… yes, thinking is quite a useful engagement related to the storylines… and I’ve come to understand and appreciate this simple fact— the book is done when it’s done!… not one nano-second before or after… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!...
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I agree. I don’t do my best under pressure. I used to dread relay races involving completing a problem on the chalkboard when the next student was waiting. I’m subject to brain freeze. Now I can blame it on having a “senior moment”. 😀 — Suzanne
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…lol 🙂 🙂
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Thank you, Sir! I needed that!
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…cheeeeeeeers, m’Lady 🙂
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Indeed!!
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🙂
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Indeed!!
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