A Writer's Life

Friday

We publish your story first thing in the morning. It isn't something I look forward to. I don't care about producing a book or if I be read and by how many. All I want is to write. I didn't answer, ended the conversation, and switched off the phone. It's long past bedtime.

Saturday

Create a short story he said. I refused. I hate writing on command and am not a typewriter and that is the end of the story.

Sunday

They often have all of the tools. My ghostwriter sounded excited. I can't say I felt impressed by what he showed. Something with his computer. Interesting, when will you get back to work? The publisher expects a story.

Monday

I like being a writer. I wake up late and the place is mine. No need to talk. Whatever I write about flows if I pick up my pen.
The text on my phone says: let me know everything you want.
No texting, please.

Tuesday

It is Sam and Maria’s mission.
I thought Verdorie I have no time for this. Why should I promote my publisher? Sam looks happy.
Sorry, we are too busy.
The fact the publisher's name is printed three times in my book is already bad enough.

Wednesday

Please, read.
I had no idea what the text was about. It didn't sound like me more like AI.
Sam! Is this one of your tools? Seriously, hobbled by limiting beliefs? When was it I used these words?
You just did.


Thursday
We are looking forward to your lecture. .
It sounds like an opportunity.
Sam! Pack your back this is your chance. I gave him the invitation he would be great. I myself would to go to the Festival International du Film de Paris- 6ème édition annuelle




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11.9.24


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