Get the F*ck off Twitter & Write

There are no more dishes to be done, now sit down and write.

No one cares about the f*cking lolcat on Facebook. Now sit down and write.

The Kardashians can wait. Sit your ass in that chair and start writing.

I don’t care about the latest tweet from Kanye. Turn off Tweetdeck and f*cking write.

No, that grumpy cat isn’t funny. Stop clicking through to watch the Honey Badger and goddamn it, write already.

Who cares that your best friend’s cousin from high school just got engaged. You’ve got a deadline in three days and you haven’t written anything.

That cookie recipe will still be on Pinterest…and you don’t need it anyway. Sugar clogs the writer’s brain.

Here’s one last cup of coffee. Now sit your ass in that chair and you guessed it. Start writing motherf*cker.

The book won’t write itself. Now get your furry little fingers on that keyboard.

I don’t want to hear a sound other than the clackety clack clack of keys. No you can’t go to the bathroom until you hit your word count.

I don’t care if you fall asleep at that desk, keep writing.

Shhh, stop crying. Of course you’ll write again after this.

Now sit your ass in that f*cking chair and write.