The moment you start to write ‘denim shit dress’ instead of ‘denim shirt dress’ at work you know it is time to start finding focus.
I also told someone on eBay ‘fab butt, thank you very much’ (thank YOU very much apple for autocorrecting ‘buyer’, I’m not sure whether said eBay user was more worried about my bottom observations or the fact I was so openly thankful for her derrière).
So my words are bedraggled. My brain needs focus. And so I turn to the literary greats for some wordsmithing tips.
Maya Angelou and JK Rowling were fans of the hired hotel room, Alice Walker talks of fragmented minds thanks to modern gadgets and Margaret Atwood swears by a computer without an internet connection.
So it’s obviously time to check in to The Savoy and not connect to the Wi-Fi.
Perhaps a few books down the line…
So here is the pauper’s alternative. I just found a wondrous little button that might just bring some resolve to my Apple-synced world.
Do Not Disturb.
The 21st century equivalent to that sliding metal door sign that tells the world to just leave you the fuck alone already. That paired with headphones and a door slam and I am all yours, writing world.
So from the hours of 09.00 until 19.00, if I’m writing, I’m ignoring.
In the oh so sincere words of Lana Del Rey, Sorry ’bout it.
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