The Rejection Chronicles: Writing The PinePosted by admin - 20/07/15 at 12:07 pm
As a writer, I get a lot of calls and emails asking me how things are going, and what I’m doing. Most of these are from my friends and family asking just to make sure I’m still alive, or from my creditors, who are asking for the same reasons. On Monday I like to plan out the rest of my week, just in case there’s a mysterious disappearance. I figure it’ll be easier for the ID Network to tell my story if I go ahead and give them the background material.
My writing schedule for the week:
Monday: Signing books written by other people at the Cincinnati Barnes & Noble until they notice and kick me out.
Wednesday: Crying, drinking (various locations).
Thursday: Begin writing, get side-tracked, spend the entire day responding to negative online review by filing false Homeland Security reports.
Friday: Get on a roll writing, then get confused as to whether I should be using “affect” or “effect,” spend the next nine hours rewriting pages to eliminate that word, whichever one it was supposed to be in the first #$^%ing place.
Saturday: Resist urge to sucker-punch guy at get-together who finds out I’m a writer and feels compelled to tell me this story he always was going to write about a guy he knew back in high school who had a photographic memory and used it to memorize Hardy Boys books, and “Hey, what if that guy grew up to solve crimes as ‘the Hardly Boy?'” Sob. Drink. Flee.
Sunday: Put together list of projects for next week, including prospects, missed deadlines, vague ideas, and grocery store lists, which quickly turn into liquor store lists. Repeat if necessary.
— Reid Kerr is starting to answer the question “What do you do for a living?” by saying “I’m a pallbearer.”