November is NaNoWriMo month, this year it’s also the general election, and I get more frustrated as November approaches. Those of you who don’t know what NaNoWriMo is must live in a cave, (there are also many who don’t know what the general election means either).

During this time, the month of November, every wannabe writer with a word processor (and probably even a cell phone) tries to write a novel in a month and this fact alone irritates the shit out of the publisher side of me. Some even fail (actually that should be all fail) and I’m on their side.

Like someone on FB recently said, “editing is a bitch.” No, actually, editing is fun if you know what you’re doing. Writing, real writing, is a bitch, or as Hemmingway said to an aspiring writer: “You shouldn’t write if you can’t write.” Today we all think we can write if we force ourselves and thus we have, NaNaNaNa  (NaNoWriMO).

As I sit here musing about what to bitch about next, there comes to mind the question: Why was it when there was only the typewriter there were so few writers?

I also have to laugh at the gentleman who said, I don’t like Twitter because it limits me. 140 characters are not enough to express myself. I say to that gentleman: if you can truly write, 140 characters are too many.  I wonder if he’s one of those who plasters Twitter with pictures? Yes, a picture is worth a thousand words, but there weren’t that many pictures before smart phones.

And that takes me to the fact that you’re not a photo-journalist just because you can take a selfie with your cell. This also applies to writing.

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