If you’ve got an idea for a novel, don’t tell me about it: write the bloody thing
This is a short post about a small gripe. It’s the “I have an idea for a book” comment I’ve heard on and off over the years since I started to write, and more lately after I self-published Return to Desiree Bay. The scene unfolds along familiar lines. I see a friend or acquaintance, and…
I’ve got an idea for a book
Don’t you just ‘love’ it when you tell someone you’ve written a book and they respond with, ‘Yeah? I’ve got an idea for a book’ or ‘Yeah? I hope to write a book one day’. Do you? Well, go for it. Write your little heart out. Of course, I’m being flippant. I get the Jimmy…