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WordPress, bloggers and switches

I was fiddling about on Twitter today, and replied to a post with the words that I thought I had Google-itis. And then I thought about it and decided I also have dictionary-itis and encyclopaedia-itis. Because I can’t look up one thing and leave it.  Research is a wonderful, yet dangerous thing for me. One thing leads to another and before I know where I am, it’s lunch time and I haven’t written a word.

I can be very single-minded about some things. I can be very self-disciplined, but I can also be the reverse. No, I am not a Gemini ( and I don’t believe all that anyway).

I have always known that I have some odd habits and some of them are addictive. What I need is a ‘Turn off’ button. Like you would switch off a light or a television. I don’t have that.

Give me a book and if I’m enjoying it, I don’t like to put it down until it’s finished. I can get quite cross if someone needs feeding before I’m ready to stop reading. The control that has to be exercised if there is any chocolate open in the house has to be witnessed to be believed. I have migraine. Chocolate is not a good idea. Yet I can persuade myself without much trouble at all, that chocolate is good for me. It contains iron for a start. All women need iron, I know that. I read it somewhere, so it must be true. And it raises my serotonin levels. I read that too. It contains anti-oxidants, which lower bad cholesterol and it can also help your immune system – although I believe that benefit is only derived when you sniff it. OK, I’m prepared to take a big sniff before I eat.

The following morning, when I can’t lift my head of the pillow for a thumping head, have to take anti-sickness pills and so on, I am less keen to indulge my love of chocolate.  But it won’t stop me doing it again in a week or two’s time.

And sleep. I don’t seem to need a whole lot of that. My husband reckons my head needs a turn off button. Shut it down for the night. Switch it off and stop it from meandering around my latest novel. Or planning a new one. Or a new short story. Or cutting out a character from the current edit. I sometimes get up in the middle of the night if I feel the need to write a couple of thousand words before the idea slips away. Of course, next morning those words may not make a whole lot of sense, but at least I’m not staring at a blank screen. I have got something to edit, even if I edit out most of it, there will be a kernel of an idea to work on.

But in the last week or so, I have a new habit and it involves all of you. It is just too interesting on here. I plod around the blogosphere gaining insights into how you all work, what you all write, why you all write and it is just plain fascinating.  How am I supposed to get on with my writing if you keep me reading your work for so long?

So I am here to tell you to stop it. Stop being so interesting. That’s all.