Write Like It's The Last Year of Your Life
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The Black Fairy and The Dragonfly: Escape From The Dark Queen
Dear friends, fans and visitors,
Someone recently said I am prolific, meaning that I am doing lots of things all at once. There’s a good reason for this. I feel like I have little time left before I am either physically incapable or else I lose all desire. So every time I get the chance I am either writing, or writing about writing or editing or updating my various social media sites.
The truth is, time is precious. I don’t like wasting it. I am turning fifty next month and I don’t want to go into the next chapter of my life, having wasted a single moment to be creative. You see, my eyesight is failing, I’m losing my hearing, I now have arthritis developing in my hands and feet. My body won’t behave itself and I get tired easily, yet I wake up far too early (4am this morning). So as a consequence I am going to bed a lot earlier.
In my mind and heart I still feel like that little boy who nobody wanted to befriend. But physically, I am starting to feel very old. I don’t want to end up living the rest of my life with regrets. So, I pour what energy I have left into doing what I love the most and hope that I still have a few more years of light in me, before I lose my mind, or else go blind or my body seizes altogether so that I can’t even operate a keyboard.
I am in a rush. I just finished my first sequel and my seventeenth book. It took me only one month to write. It’s the fastest I have ever written a book from beginning to end. It would have been even quicker, had it not been for the necessity of working, my dedication to my relationship with my wife and the other things that take up my day and steal me away from my words.
I have set myself a goal to write three more complete novels by the end of 2014. That will make it eight books (including children’s books) for the year. It’s a massive task, but I aim to complete it. I don’t know what 2015 will bring. Hopefully more opportunities to write. Maybe even a few surprises. But until then, I’m going to write like it’s the last year of my life.
The Black Fairy and The Dragonfly: Escape From The Dark Queen
Dear friends, fans and visitors,
Someone recently said I am prolific, meaning that I am doing lots of things all at once. There’s a good reason for this. I feel like I have little time left before I am either physically incapable or else I lose all desire. So every time I get the chance I am either writing, or writing about writing or editing or updating my various social media sites.
The truth is, time is precious. I don’t like wasting it. I am turning fifty next month and I don’t want to go into the next chapter of my life, having wasted a single moment to be creative. You see, my eyesight is failing, I’m losing my hearing, I now have arthritis developing in my hands and feet. My body won’t behave itself and I get tired easily, yet I wake up far too early (4am this morning). So as a consequence I am going to bed a lot earlier.
In my mind and heart I still feel like that little boy who nobody wanted to befriend. But physically, I am starting to feel very old. I don’t want to end up living the rest of my life with regrets. So, I pour what energy I have left into doing what I love the most and hope that I still have a few more years of light in me, before I lose my mind, or else go blind or my body seizes altogether so that I can’t even operate a keyboard.
I am in a rush. I just finished my first sequel and my seventeenth book. It took me only one month to write. It’s the fastest I have ever written a book from beginning to end. It would have been even quicker, had it not been for the necessity of working, my dedication to my relationship with my wife and the other things that take up my day and steal me away from my words.
I have set myself a goal to write three more complete novels by the end of 2014. That will make it eight books (including children’s books) for the year. It’s a massive task, but I aim to complete it. I don’t know what 2015 will bring. Hopefully more opportunities to write. Maybe even a few surprises. But until then, I’m going to write like it’s the last year of my life.
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