A
smoke-filled room, with a single, uncovered light bulb hangs down a line over a
simple, worn table with a typewriter in the center. Fresh paper sits to one side, an unruly stack
of scorched and heavily marked sheets to another. A random fall of crumpled paper
balls have been thrust away with extreme prejudice and frustration. The writer might be swilling cheap Scotch
from a bottle that is perpetually three-quarters empty (for you optimists: a quarter
full), or chain smoking an obscure, likely foreign brand of cigarette that
creates a miasma of yellow haze hovering just inside the cone of light that is
both physical and mental.
Writing
is brutal, solitary work.
The
writer dwells alone in darkness.
But
not really. This was emphasized to me
when a fellow writer mentioned me in his recent podcast. Omar Khafagy and I had a brief exchange about a previous
podcast. It was actually a bit exciting
to be named. The podcast is pretty good
too!
The
ability for a writer to reach out beyond the cocoon of their own self-imposed
exile is not only simple, but at times necessary, even mandatory, and
definitely beneficial.
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Veteran
writers are so helpful:
They
sit around a virtual campfire after a long bout of writing, mostly keeping to
themselves, warmed by the glow of a couple CRT monitors stacked for
warmth. A few are sharpening a recent
passage, working out the plot burrs, and filing out any wording nicks. There’s always one harmonica player, keeping
the tone both light and slightly depressing.
A newb, dressed in fresh-issued, still-creased khakis and a denim shirt,
doe-eyed and eager will wander up, and ask a question of the collective group,
eager to learn and join their ranks. “Hey
guys,” the newb says with a quick hesitant wave. “How long should an average chapter be?” The responses will fly, fast and
furious. “How long should a piece of
string be?” “How tall should a tree be?” “Go away, newb, I’m writing!”
Very
helpful and upbeat!
I’ve
gotten a few questions from other writers about various elements, like
crossbows, general archery, and castles vs. fortresses vs. palaces. I’m not a historian, but I do love to
research, and I attempt to make my writing generally realistic (as much as a
fantasy writer can). My brother is a
historian, the poor sap, and I’ve reached out to him and a few other folk for
assistance, especially in finding a real expert on something I’m pretending to
know.
Observational
humor aside, it really is great to have access to so many talented and
specialized writers. Toiling in the dark
does have that romantic flair, but after the first fifteen minutes, it starts
to hurt your eyes.
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