But I didn’t. And I’ll tell you why. Because I was in a really bad mood.
I’m not going to tell you why I was so grumpy. That’s my business and I’d rather keep it private. What it did mean was that I was in no mood to sit down at my computer on a Sunday night (when I usually post my latest update) and think of something clever and witty and utterly ingenious to say. So that’s why I’m doing it today instead.
Which kind of got me thinking (I know – it’s a bad habit which I’m trying to get on top of). If we’re to take ourselves seriously as writers, how much should we let our writing patterns be dictated by moods? As a professional writer, should I just get over it and get on with the job?
It seems especially difficult for someone whose primary style of writing is meant to be funny (at least a little bit). because let me tell you, funny is really not so easy to do when you feel like the world is collapsing around you. At least not for me – I know there’s a bunch of great comedians who seemed to only be able to function if they were clinically depressed, but that’s not my style.
All the same, am I derelict in my duties as a writer for letting things get on top of me? Should I be able to keep churning out the funny, no matter how grim and grumpy I feel? When it comes down to it, am I just a great big sook?
No idea. All I can tell you is that this is my blog, and if I’m so grumpy that I don’t want to write anything in it, then I won’t. So there.
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