Well, Being Sober Is Making Me A More Productive Writer

by Shelt Garner

I fuck hate being sober. I really do. But here I am, feeling obliged to be sober because, well, I would like to live. No longer living in an alcohol induced haze has caused me to be a more productive writer.

My novel’s heroine sports a sleeve tattoo much like this one on Megan Fox.

Maybe not as creative, but at least more focused and productive.

I hope to get a lot of writing done in the near term. Things are moving really fast with this new iteration of the novel, to the point that I may soon be working on the NEXT novel in what I hope will be a series.

And that doesn’t even begin to address the scifi Western I want to write. All of this is happening, of course, in the context of the looming Fourth Turning and or Petite Singularity making all my hard work writing these novels rather quaint and moot.

Anyway, wish me luck.

Now That I’m Not Such A Drunk, Maybe I’ll Get A Lot More Writing Done

by Shelt Garner

I have stopped drinking. I’ve just reached the point where I would prefer not to die of an early death as the result of some alcohol-related illness. The biggest change all of this causes is I’m not in an alcohol-induced haze most of the time. As such, I hope I’m going to be able to focus and get much, much more work done on the novel.

No more barfly.

Hell, maybe I’ll even force myself to read and watch more content produced by someone other than myself. I hope. I really do. That’s the goal. I may have finally locked the first chapter of the third draft of the novel. I can use that as the cornerstone of the rest of the novel and, as such, things should move a lot more quickly.

That’s the dream, at least.

I’m hoping this new era in my life will stick. I really want to get this novel done as quickly as possible so I can at least get the next stage which is figuring out what to do with it, once I finally know how long it is.

I really hope it’s not 160,000 words. I really, really hope it’s no more than 140,000 words. That’s about how long The Girl On The Train was and that was a success, so, lulz. But I still need work on a back up plan. I need some sort of back up creative plan in case something happens that screws everything up with this first novel.

I Fucking Hate Being Sober

by Shelt Garner

For a very health reason, I’ve decided to stop drinking full stop. And it sucks. It sucks so bad. And we haven’t even gotten into the part of the year where I may hang out and drink with other people.

No more barfly for me.

But I just don’t see how it’s possible to do anything else.

I’m on the wagon and I hate it.

I suspect that this is it. That I’m never going to drink again if I want to live very much longer. Apparently, all that day drinking of whiskey finally got to me on a physical basis.