Writing when you think you’re a writer is such a different beast in comparison to writing when you entertain no such idea. For non writers, the words spill out unmolested. Not so for those who believe they are destined for literary greatness.
Pity the sentences that fall from the author’s pithy pen, for they are sure to have been subjected to a scrutiny unbecoming to such innocent vessels.
In penitence, I shall write no more today.
(aside from the many pages of copy I am employed to produce of course)
5 thoughts on “Words unmolested”
I could not have said this any better myself.
Maybe you were also put off by the girl that came on to you, then probably watched you the whole time you were trying to write thus putting some major pressure on you.
I agree though. I guess. When you write as a writer you have incredible expectations of yourself. When you write for the writing there’s the story, all lovely and probably fine just the way it is.
Glad I don’t think I can write 🙂
Oh, feck, I was logged in… at least I wasn’t being Sarah from SB. -_-
why are you sad you were logged in? Cos you said something kind of nice and need to protect your rep? 😉
Also, I don’t really believe that writers can’t write without inhibitions, it was just fun to write it.