weird writing habits
2009 April 28
eating strange things, at strange times in strange ways. Not scotch. not wine — nothing so cool — rather, lifesavers, strawberries, figs, chocolate, coffee, licorice. And none of us are fat. I have to hand WOMAN WHO NAMED GOD over to the copyeditors tomorrow. I am going to drive it in to town, can’t stand the thought of the post office taking it for me, and yesterday my son said that when he walked on the floor of my study his feet crinkled on all the hard candy wrappers. I reach a point where I subsist on gummy worms. My best friend — a writer — swears by twizzlers. There’s a great link to writers’ eating habits in the Times online
Around my desk presently. Stale coffee from yesterday morning, wrapper from a low-fat mozzarella stick, crumbs from the one Fudge Stripe cookie I allowed myself (with a new cup of coffee) for breakfast. Have to agree that Twizzlers are pretty much a good idea any time. It’s a tough job, but I wouldn’t trade it. Congratulations on getting the book finished. Can’t wait to read it.