The highs and lows of being a writer
This month has been great fun in more ways than one. I live on the tiny island of Alderney in the Channel Islands, and August is total madness. Never have I lived anywhere like it, with parties, dinners, lunches and all kinds of other silliness going on. It’s exhausting, but fun. It would be possible to be out every night of the week, but the reality is that I need to work, and I want to work.
That period is over now, and things are calming down. But it becomes the start of another silly season – this time the season of travel. As you will see from the News and Events, there are a number of writing festivals coming up, and I’m really looking forward to them.
What it means, though, is that time spent writing becomes more limited, and that’s where my little black notebook is an essential addition to my handbag. I may not be able to write whole chapters in it, but as thoughts and ideas come to me, I can write them down and I have been known to fill twenty pages on a two hour flight.
For those of you who have aspirations as a writer, it’s something you should always bear in mind, because one thing is for sure – if you have a brilliant idea for a plot line, or even a line of dialogue – if you don’t write it down, you will forget it. I even have a notepad and pencil next to me in bed, and many is the time that I have woken up and hurriedly transferred thought to paper – usually without switching on the light. I have to admit than when I do that the words are often illegible. But there’s something about looking at the scrawl on the page that sparks a memory of the idea I was having as I scribbled away in the dark
So if you see me on a plane, in an airport, in a taxi, and I have my head down – I’m unlikely to be having a snooze. I’ll be jotting down ideas for the next book!