There are the usual habits of the writer, but for me one of the most important one is “waste not, want not”. Life can be a garbage can at times, in that things gets thrown around and thrown out. The ideal is not to waste anything. As a writer, this means to not waste a word, a paragraph, and idea, that may be of use somehow, somewhere. Of course, I fall short in executing this 100 per-cent, but the principle is something I want to abide by, from what’s in my room, to the cupboard, generally speaking. Waste not, want not also means that anything I buy is used economically, from food, to CD’s.
The image of a writer seems to be non-consumerist and sometimes, when conscience dictates, I try to be 100 percent non-consumerist. Yet wind up buying things I should not really: music, movies, and way too many books. So where would this leave my writing? Or more precisely where does this leave me? Yet I found myself still trying to write the next Oscar winner, and cleaning my fridge more than usual, and doing writerly jobs I value very much.
Should a writer be a consumer is a question that has an obvious answer as I found myself more a consumer than actually writing like the guy who’s cleaning his fridge more than writing the next Oscar winner. The image of a writer is non-consumerist. They even have to write about being non-consumerist. But I found a little retail therapy just up my ally. I try so hard trying to be non-consumerist, though. So where does this leave my writing? Or more precisely where does this leave me?