Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Writing, not writing...

Child sleeps. Want to revise chapter. Bob head. Late.

Read Internet! Dream of writing fanzine things. Will have time later.


Find the story of Benjamin Rosenbaum's life. Nice. Words.

Typically, when you ask writers why they write, they look at you dourly and say, "I have to. I am driven to do so. If you do not absolutely have to write, spare yourself this misery."

Not me. I don't have to write. I write because I love it. I'm grateful for every minute I get to do it. It's like being a superhero, but you don't need a costume.