If I had a staff of even one person, or could tolerate a small amphetamine habit, or entertain the possibility of weekly blood transfusions, or had been married to Vera Nabokov, or had a housespouse of even minimal abilities, a literary life would be easier to bring about. (In my mind I see all your male readers rolling their eyes. But your female ones — what is that? Are they nodding in agreement? Are their fists in the air?)photo credit: The Singing Butler via photopin (license)
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© Bridget Whelan
If you want to use any of this material contact me and there is a very good chance I will say YES.
However, if you just cut and paste into your own blog or whatever and pass it off as your own then there's a very good chance I will find out. Don't fall into the trap of thinking the internet is so vast and expanding so fast (note the fancy internal rhyme)] that no one will know.
Hands clasped, fists shaking, eyes rolling. All of that, and inside a whole lot more.
yes. Yes. YES!
Its so true – and when you read books by some of the well known male writers they all supported full time by their wives – Steinbeck, King, Murakami to name three. I don’t even like to speculate on Hemingway…
Yes, the muses…who plan their lives, rescue manuscripts from the dustbin, keep things together, offer support and stability….