Blinders
I want to know everything.
If I want to be a competent novelist, I have to stop.
Here's why. Sherlock Holmes, in A Study in Scarlet, let Dr. Watson know why he doesn't care that he doesn't know that the Earth revolves around the Sun: "What the deuce is it to me? You say that we go round the Sun. If we went round the moon it would not make a pennyworth of difference to me or my work."
I want to be up-to-date on all political, geopolitical, business, and technology news. But none of that will help me write a better novel. None of it. If I want to be truly creative, I have to put on blinders.
Back to it...
If I want to be a competent novelist, I have to stop.
Here's why. Sherlock Holmes, in A Study in Scarlet, let Dr. Watson know why he doesn't care that he doesn't know that the Earth revolves around the Sun: "What the deuce is it to me? You say that we go round the Sun. If we went round the moon it would not make a pennyworth of difference to me or my work."
I want to be up-to-date on all political, geopolitical, business, and technology news. But none of that will help me write a better novel. None of it. If I want to be truly creative, I have to put on blinders.
Back to it...
Labels: novel
2 Comments:
So I guess you won't be moving to Twitter soon...
Don't tempt me.
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