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January 22, 2014 by musehick

Do not poke a hibernating bear; do not mess with sleeping dogs; don’t feed gremlins after midnight – you get where I am going with this, right? Do not interfere with a writer when he is in his private headspace.

I am turning into an intolerant person who doesn’t want his time interrupted. When I am on downtime – which is when I fuel up for writing time – I do not want to talk. If I am watching a movie while writing – it goes double that I do not want to talk.

I want the equivalent of one of those radio lights that says on air.

The problem is though, would I socialise at all if it were not enforced? Is that so important. Writer as guy on the sidelines watching others socialise fits pretty well with how my life has been scripted thus far, why change the formula?

Ah, this is not so much about writing as the interruptions that plague one when they are trying to do it; the interruption that life offers to the creative process. Maybe necessary; maybe not. Until I find something that seems a worthwhile interruption, I would like quiet. And that is my whinge for the week.


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