And she suggested we write a manifesto, and we agreed on the part-time writers' manifesto. Here's my stab (unedited - I know it's raw and there's nonsense in it):
• We can be any age we want.
• We shall never look straight on at our writing time.
• It's all about the hours.
• It's all about the pens and the notebooks.
• We shall wear bright colors on alternate days.
• Every day is a playground of hours; the playground is there to be played in and the hours are there for spending.
• We are the part-time writers of the world so we must, every day, find something to do besides writing.
• Look away from the writing, always; never be caught at it.
• While procrastinating as a writer, learn to play an instrument and speak a language.
• While procrastinating as a writer, read good books, eat fabulous food, and be a mensch.
• Take every day, divide it in half down the middle with an angry fat black line, and write on one side, do something else on the other.
• Learn to recognize your fellow part-time writers - by the pen? the writer's bump? the funny clothes, the faraway look - what? how?
• Become two entirely different people - encourage, egg on, feed your schizophrenia. Watch your other self who lives on the other side of the angry uncrossable line: who is that person? what moves her? do you love her?
• Drive a little orange triangular car where you have to push with your feet, a la Fred Flintstone.
• Fill up notebooks and throw them away.
• Never rrevise. Never reread. Always start over.
• Never be afraid. Be fearless in writing, fearless in destroying, fearless in never looking back.
• The writer is somebody else.
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