A dedication to writing? Or obsessive compulsive disorder?
Posted in arty ponderings, erotic writing on March 8th, 2010 by RicA dedication to writing? Or obsessive compulsive disorder?
My doctor told me I have a type one personality, I had no idea what that was, had to look it up. Apparently I have a “go getter”, driven personality. I had never really stopped to think, or even considered it, I just do what I do.
I was chatting to my friend and editor, Laurie Sanders, the other day, and came to the conclusion that to a great extent we are work-o-holics, I suspect most driven people are. I rarely take a day off from writing, painting or drawing. I love what I do and consider myself to be very fortunate. I heard an interview with Stephen King, who said something to the effect that he writes every day except Thanksgiving and Christmas Day and then later in the interview said that he didn’t want to sound obsessed but he did write on those two days too. It made me smile and I said to Laurie I didn’t see anything wrong with it. Laurie knows I usually take my little laptop with me and that I will sit in cafés, or in the car, dentist’s reception, anywhere in fact, writing or doing my edits. The only thing I have to be careful about is the erotic content if kids are around. If there are just adults, I figure it serves them right for being nosey! I take the laptop on holiday, to the irritation of my long suffering wife, but it is who I am, it is what I do. I don’t think Laurie was too surprised when I told her that I took my PDA, which will do at a push for writing if I am going somewhere where the laptop is just too much, with me when I had a hospital procedure earlier this year. There I was on a hospital gurney, waiting, why not do a bit of writing? It seemed perfectly logical to me. Mind you, I did get some funny looks from hospital staff, others just lay there. It made perfect sense to me to get on with a bit of work rather than dwelling on the procedure. Laurie found it rather amusing, I think.
I love what I do.
Oh, by the way, it is my birthday today and I am typing this in a hospital waiting room waiting for my mother who is having an eye test.