Every once in awhile I come across a post that really touches home with me as a writer.
The post I’m reblogging today is entitled, Writers are not lazy, by A.S. Winchester.
This article was written by the author in response to the aforementioned remark she’d overheard while visiting a book store.
“I was in Barnes & Noble this weekend perusing through books and the three of you were there, in the middle of the aisle, talking to each other.
First off… if you’re going to stand and talk… please do so in a place that doesn’t block half the books in the aisle. If you ARE going to stand and talk in the aisle, don’t get pissed off at me when I say “excuse me” so I can look at the possible book I might buy next.
The three of you were very pretty high school aged girls with far too much make-up on, fake nails, and clothes far too skimpy for the cold weather we’re having. You’re growing up too fast and that bothers me with the younger generations these days, but I digress.
As I stood absorbing all of the magic around me, I could not help overhearing the very loud conversation you were having.
“Writers are so lazy!” one of you said with clear distaste in your voice. “They just sit around all day and do nothing, but sit on a computer.”
It took everything–and I mean EVERYTHING–in me not to turn around and chew the three of you out right there as all of you agreed on the concept. So let me say it here…” Continue reading her wonderful reply here.