I’m stealing the title of Stephen King’s book for this post, because that’s what it’s about: writing.
I’m talking about fiction writing, primarily books but also short stories and blogs and columns. All of it requires pretty much the same things.
Writing is something that seemingly everyone wants to do and few people have the discipline or talent for. Anyone can scribble a grocery list, but how many can get a book published (trad or indie)?
It takes a lot of determination to finish a book. It’s hard as hell writing one, which a lot of people discover, to their amazement, and it’s no surprise when they quit after a few pages or chapters.
You give up things to write a book: dinner out with friends, movies, bar hopping, weekend trips, vacations, sex. Hell, you pretty much give up a social life. Facebook doesn’t count. That’s what you do when your brain is screaming for a break and you turn to social media to get it.
What does it take to write a book, other than giving up pretty much all external stimulus? Continue reading