Yes, it’s been a while. Same old excuse – I’ve been writing. Actual locked away in my garret style writing with minimal distractions. I know I should be accomplishing this while simultaneously keeping up a whirl of blogging, Facebooking, Tweeting, Ninging and general Socialmediaimploding but you know what? I don’t want to. I want to keep it pure. I am a return to vinyl author.
I was reading about the music industry at the weekend and how there is a surge in purchases of good old fashioned records. Some labels are only releasing new stuff on vinyl. I like that. It feels authentic. And so does my refusal to be sucked in by the endless quicksand that is social media. Sure, I still do all of the above but not when I am supposed to be writing.
I am one of those writers who becomes wholly absorbed in their work. Hell, I don’t even play the radio when I’m writing. I need peace. Silence. Endless acres of imaginative potential. I see writers Twittering away all the time and wonder how they do it. Do I envy them? No. I prefer to give everything I have to the work at hand. For me, social media drains my work of vital energy. So I might at times feel like a party-pooper but frankly I prefer writing in joined up sentences to producing endless 140 character soundbites.
