A wonderful reminder of what makes us good writers
The first book I ever finished, was not a Jacqueline Wilson book. My first was a Stephen King classic. Misery, to be exact. Should I have read Misery at such a young age? Probably not but hey, no one found out so I got away with it.
Misery, 1990. Vimeo
Then one summer, spent being a boring adult, my cinnamon bun glazed fingers found a book on a bench. It was Stephen King’s On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft. I started reading and sure enough was late to work. I learnt a heap.
So, here are just five things I learnt from Stephen King’s On Writing.
1 Don’t wait for the muse
My God, how I wish I read this earlier on in life. Years wasted to “I just don’t feel like, like the inspiration, you know?” Stupid questions, that end with…
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