One of my favorite writers is Jack London. I often visited his house when I lived in the Bay Area, and the ruins of the Wolf House, that burned to the ground halfway during construction. This broke his heart and he committed suicide before he was 50. His politics aside, he was a socialist, I am not, he was a great writer, covered the China-Russian war as war correspondence and sailed the seas in his boat, The Snark, spending lots of time in Hawaii. His second wife, Charmian, was as adventurous as Jack. In his autobiography, Sailor on Horseback, he writes about his habit of getting up early in the morning, each and every day, and put in a couple of hours writing. This inspired me to do the same thing, and it is rise and shine each day at 5:00 am, brew a quick cup of coffee on my Keurig and sit behind my computer to try to get the muse working. Sometimes it goes great, sometimes not so much.
Anyway, everybody must suit him or herself when to write. The main thing is, write, write.
Remember the blog from yesterday, Never, but never ring that bell.
Good wishes and success to you. It is no shame to fail now and then. Frank Sinatra sang a song, Get up, brush yourself off and start all over again. Love, Johan Van Oldenbarneveld, Polynesian Dreams, autobiography and more, published on Kindle, Nook, Kobo, WaveCloud and more, $8.50 with my proceeds going to a worthy cause. Below, 63 years ago.
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