Jaye has asked me to put pen to paper, so I apologise in advance if I offend anyone. Sorry!
I am naffed off at the idea of writing!
Everyone, and I mean everyone, the world and his wife, wants their words in print, convinced there are those who want to read them.
It has been said that there is at least one book in each of us, but to me that doesn’t mean it should be written.
Television personalities jump on the band wagon, knowing their name will carry some weight. However, not all manage the transition from actor to writer.
I can think of some that did. Dawn French, Fern Britain, and Judy Finnigan, to name but a few…
Sorry, I am beginning to sound like sour grapes.
Maybe so, but you can’t tell me that publishers are not thinking the same way. Jumping on a tv name to carry the weight of a new writer.
What about all those poor sods who have poured blood on their pages, to be so cruelly thrown onto the slush pile?
It’s a known fact that publishers get it wrong. This has been proven by sending them an already world-famous number one best seller, only for them to turn it down.
I know it’s a hard world to break into. Like a bank of fishermen, there are many that will never get a fish on their hook.
C’est La Vie…
Once bitten by the writing bug, it doesn’t matter how long you leave your pen idle, or your computer turned off, you have been bitten, so you carry the disease, the curse. Your mind being the one thing you cannot turn off.
You write in the dark when you should be sleeping. You carry the unwritten words like a plague.
They push and poke at your grey matter, desperate to be on those clean white pages.
Write the words, you never know if this time, someone may want to pay you for them.
So, hold fire on that bonfire, don’t throw those pages on the flames…
© Anita Dawes 2021
Note from the Editor (Jaye)
We have been busy!
The new, updated and remastered edition of Bad Moon is almost ready to launch…