The weeds in the writer’s garden

Sue Healy’s post about finding time to write arrived in my mailbox at an apt moment. I’m working long hours and arriving home depleted and sore-eyed.

weedsI would add another hazard to Sue’s list: the language of your workplace can be ruinous for your writing. Corporate managers and bureaucrats, for example, mistake complex sentence structures and windy phrases for formality. They create an atmosphere of evasiveness and inertia by borrowing empty phrases and using the passive voice. They cram each sentence with so many ideas (one per committee member) that the sentences collapse under the strain. You can slash your way through the verbal undergrowth, but the next morning you’ll find that the committee members have been adding fertiliser and coaxing the sickly creepers back to life. The tendrils work their way into your own garden, strangling the life out of it.

I would like to slow down and clear a patch of ground for my writing. I laughed with recognition when Debra Jopson mentioned words flowing freely in the morning shower. Oh how I want to wash away the (paid) working day and immerse myself in the world of my novel.

Now, to make time …

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