Stephen King’s On Writing

It’s raining. Not drizzle, not dripping, but rain. Pouring, even. The drops are visible as big gobbets, and it’s falling so hard on the roof that I can hear it upstairs, pounding on the attic roof. In a short while, I have to go over to the academic building and listen to the academic awards given out. I was not asked to deliver one of them this term, which is fine.

I’ve just finished re-reading Stephen King’s On Writing, which is a fantastic book for getting you inspired to start writing again. Parts of it are somewhat dismaying. I’m horrified by the idea of trying to find a window in my very busy day when I can sit down at write at the same time, day in and day out. Clio kind of precludes that, actually. But I do want to try to do some of his exercises over vacation. Particularly, I want to write short stories. I’ve never had much luck writing them, but it’s clear that novels are rather difficult in my present lifestyle.

2 comments

  1. He shows in that book why he’s so incredibly successful (besides the fact that he’s got storytelling talent up the wazoo). Discipline, ability to edit (and cut), and a genuine enjoyment of both reading and writing.

    I love the way he shows the chapter of the story about the hotel room and then how he changed it and why. Great book.

  2. He shows in that book why he’s so incredibly successful (besides the fact that he’s got storytelling talent up the wazoo). Discipline, ability to edit (and cut), and a genuine enjoyment of both reading and writing.

    I love the way he shows the chapter of the story about the hotel room and then how he changed it and why. Great book.

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