How To Be A Professional Writer
Here are just a few tips for the budding writer out there.
1. For god sakes, do not write these rules down.
Seriously, you're a fucking amateur and any writing attempts at this point will just go terribly awry. It's a skill...nay, a craft...that requires exceptionally delicate motor skills. Put a pen or pencil in your hand too soon and you'll just end up making a lot of weird hooting sounds and swinging your arms around wildly, likely stabbing a random passerby in the process. If you have difficulty remembering things, consider giving up. Just paint clown faces on discarded sugar packets for a living, you retarded baboon.
2. Write at least ten pages a day.
Not yet, though. Did you not read the first rule? Christ, put that pen down, you're scaring the shit out of me!
3. Find my medication.
I'm not offering a reward or anything, but I've been flying "solo" for three straight days now.
4. Chicken Chow Mein.
No soap radio.
5. Kill a better writer and assume his/her identity.
The key here is to be the one doing the killing and not the "alleged" victim. This is also a great prank to play on friends. [Disclaimer: for the "alleged" victim, death is typically followed by a lengthy period of ceasing to return to life, so you may want to keep that in mind as certain quaint "laws" may apply in some states. ]
6. See if you can get away with making shit up and referring to yourself as the "Verbal Jackson Pollock".
I shoe-jacked the Ovular Songstress.
6. Okay, maybe scratch that last rule.
7. Dig deep into your innermost soul, claw out the most painful memory, destroy your self esteem, attend therapy for at least a decade, then start writing about ponies and kittens.
Good writing begins with pain. Great writing begins with easy and simple concepts that won't challenge or confuse me.
8. And finally, remember: A well-written sentence speaks for itselfs,
1. For god sakes, do not write these rules down.
Seriously, you're a fucking amateur and any writing attempts at this point will just go terribly awry. It's a skill...nay, a craft...that requires exceptionally delicate motor skills. Put a pen or pencil in your hand too soon and you'll just end up making a lot of weird hooting sounds and swinging your arms around wildly, likely stabbing a random passerby in the process. If you have difficulty remembering things, consider giving up. Just paint clown faces on discarded sugar packets for a living, you retarded baboon.
2. Write at least ten pages a day.
Not yet, though. Did you not read the first rule? Christ, put that pen down, you're scaring the shit out of me!
3. Find my medication.
I'm not offering a reward or anything, but I've been flying "solo" for three straight days now.
4. Chicken Chow Mein.
No soap radio.
5. Kill a better writer and assume his/her identity.
The key here is to be the one doing the killing and not the "alleged" victim. This is also a great prank to play on friends. [Disclaimer: for the "alleged" victim, death is typically followed by a lengthy period of ceasing to return to life, so you may want to keep that in mind as certain quaint "laws" may apply in some states. ]
6. See if you can get away with making shit up and referring to yourself as the "Verbal Jackson Pollock".
I shoe-jacked the Ovular Songstress.
6. Okay, maybe scratch that last rule.
7. Dig deep into your innermost soul, claw out the most painful memory, destroy your self esteem, attend therapy for at least a decade, then start writing about ponies and kittens.
Good writing begins with pain. Great writing begins with easy and simple concepts that won't challenge or confuse me.
8. And finally, remember: A well-written sentence speaks for itselfs,

9 Comments:
At 11:09 AM,
Girl With An Alibi said…
Finally! Now maybe I can sit down and finish my damn novel!! As soon as I pull my pen out my husband's thigh. Poor guy... I told him not to hang around me when I'm writing.
At 3:15 PM,
Sheryl said…
Speaking of writing, glad to see you resuming this blog, Matt.
When my mom was writing her novel that got published the only thing she had to torture her soul was my dad, two kids, and the boredom of an intellectual being stuck in the position of playing housewife. But that more than enough. Ouch!
At 5:16 PM,
Damien said…
Great material ideas for the aspiring writer, well and serious hard core blogger types. Anyway Mattster, Mattsterino Merry Xmas and a Happy News dude - keep it up!
At 11:49 PM,
Samwick said…
Lady Alibi: As soon as I pull my pen out my husband's thigh
Just as long as you missed his...um...dignity.
Thank you Sheryl, and thanks for putting up with all of my absences lately, hopefully my computer will be back quickly. You mom rocks, going through all of that and still getting published, that is really amazing. And...you rock. Hope your holiday fun time is enjoyable and giddy.
Damien: Great material ideas for the...serious hard core blogger types.
Actually, I could write up a second list of rules just for the budding bloggies, you've given me an idea for the next post. Woo-hoo! Enjoy your Christmas as well.
At 3:23 AM,
Sheryl said…
Thanks, Matt.
Hope your computer feels better soon. I think spinach has anti-viral properties and garlic is always a winner when fighting the hyper-virulent strains of cooties. Oh, and put it to sleep at a decent hour!!!
I know computers hate to go to sleep early, but try to be strict.
At 11:18 AM,
Impulsivecompulsive said…
Great rules Matt. But isn't part of being a great writer being drunk? Or maybe that's part of being a good writer, since the drunk ones are the ones who feed on pain. Aren't they?
Damn, now I've confused myself, I can't remember who was drunk and who wasn't.
Oh well, Merry Christmas, and don't let the boozenog win. It'll try.
At 1:30 AM,
Snave said…
Didn't Bob Dylan follow your first rule #6 when he wrote "Tarantula"?
At 2:57 AM,
Samwick said…
Good point. I guess the difference is that Dylan can make it work. Or atleast when I'm drinking it sounds like it works. I love to drink wine and listen to Dylan. It's my motto: better living through booze.
At 9:35 PM,
Snave said…
I'm a Dylan junkie from way back... so much that I even bought a copy of the much-maligned "SELF-PORTRAIT"! If you haven't heard that one, you have not lived... it would probably go VERY well with lots and lots of wine, and maybe some pot. The disc inexplicably contains cover versions, such as Simon and Garfunkel's "The Boxer" and "Early Morning Rain" by Gordon Lightfoot. There are some pretty good moments of "bad Dylan" that come fairly close to the "bad Dylan" to beat ALL "bad Dylan"... that which is found on the album simply titled "Dylan"!
Anyway, "Self-Portrait" includes such gems as "All The Tired Horses", "Copper Kettle" and "Wigwam", as well as the same wild, sloppy drunk/high-sounding version of "The Mighty Quinn (Quinn The Eskimo)" that's on "Greatest Hits Vol. II".
Given my choice of Dylan albums, I would have to go with this top ten(in order):
1. Blood On The Tracks
2. John Wesley Harding
3. Blonde On Blonde
4. Highway 61 Revisited
5. Time Out Of Mind
6. Bringing It All Back Home
7. Oh Mercy
8. Greatest Hits Vol. II
9. The Times They Are A-Changin'
10. Bootleg Series Vol. I-III
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