My new radio play is available on podcast, and I’ve been having some thoughts about productivity, creativity, and what’s it all about anyway. You know. The small stuff.
Imagine a world where good and bad book reviews were as random and unpredictable as a lottery, and had little or nothing to do with the book the were supposed to be describing. Terrifying, isn’t it?! Now think again. What’s the difference between that… and this thing we call Now?
This week, I am in two places at once. I’ve finally achieved what I’ve been trying to do for months – do two things at the same time, while only doing one thing. It’s a miracle – unlike my eyebrows. But what has this all got to do with a writers’ office Christmas party?
In just 6 days, you became fat, ugly, lazy, stupid, weak, and a failure. How did all this happen in the seconds since Christmas? But just try the Anti-Resolution Diet for Writers, and watch the self-loathing fall away.