I’ve heard tales of writers who do some of their best work under adverse conditions. George Orwell, for instance, wrote his classic 1984 while suffering from a nasty case of tuberculosis–though how the man did it is beyond me. When the sneezing and coughing start, my creative spigot shuts down completely, overwhelmed by the flow of over-the-counter cold remedies and Gatorade.
That’s pretty much been my condition the last week, which hasn’t been very productive in terms of writing output. I ...
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