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8. Leave them the fuck alone!
It’s rare to get into the flow state for writing—and it’s incredibly valuable. I’ve produced 40+ pages in a sitting because I got into the flow of it. Don’t disrupt your writer, don’t ask questions. In fact, as much as you can, try to disappear. And if your writer is in the zone but you had plans? It’s his or her turn to take the dog for a walk? You know they have to wake up early and it’s currently 3 a.m.?
Just leave them the fuck alone. One of the most supportive things you can do is treat that flow state as sacred. I know it’s a pain to change your plans while they stare at a screen and type, but don’t worry … this doesn’t happen very often.
But there’s also an unacknowledged Step Nine.
Harlan Ellison would write in the window of a bookstore, so passerby could see there was nothing mystical or mysterious about writing.
But Peru is taking it to a whole new level.
And I have this sinking feeling in my stomach that Mark Burnett or Simon Cowell have read that story and are prepping the series Writer Survivor or American Writing Idol for airing.
Or even worse: Jeff Bezos has called them to pitch such a series.
Maybe change those titles to Kindle Writer Survivor and Amazon Writing Idol…
The note is from Mike Fleming, Not Nikki Finke. That says a lot.
Nikki Finke created Deadline. She ripped through the existing Hollywood media like a hurricane through a small town, overturning everything and destroying the status quo.
Which means it isn’t my writing.
And for all the knobs who are impressed by sentences that are so long that if you tried to speak them you would just run out of breath and your circulatory system would collapse and you would drop dead and be all blue and cold but that might be a good thing for all of us who just want to get to the fucking point and move on and not sit around and witness our brains drip out of our ears while you wank with a keyboard so you can impress the knobs who are impressed by such Sentences of Death:
Confirmed as not an April first prank.
April marks seven years since we started this adventure. So much has changed. We’ve lost dear friends. Met new ones. Survived makeovers and transitions. Gotten publishing contracts. Stopped writing. Started again.
The writing industry, publishing, marketing, public relations – all have changed too. So has the way people stay connected and buy books. As the world becomes faster, time becomes even more precious. All of these factors – and many others — have weighed into our decision to say this long goodbye.
In the Comments:
It’s not a joke. I remembered it was April’s Fools Day this morn.
No . . . it’s just time, alas.
How very, very sad this news is.
The Outrage of the Week is the revelation that Random House is out to screw people with their new self-publishing scheme.
Just Shut the Fuck Up. No, really.
For years I have screamed — screamed! — about how the Big 6/4 are out to screw writers.
You’re a rotating group of widgets that might make the publisher some money.
That’s the truth.
And she also explains why the print bastards haven’t yet died — and nearly convinces me.
From a 1907 issue of Success Magazine, a story that could have been published today:
A Writer of Books
by Martin M. Foss
Lydia Simpson was a writer of books. This was a very important fact in Freeport, a fact you learned almost before you had unpacked your trunk for the summer, and heard repeated in the strange awed and wondering way which marked any mention of this combined mystery and honor.