These new headphones are INCREDIBLE. I thought they were just quite good, until I took them off and remembered ‘oh yeah there’s a desk fan on its highest setting like 2 feet away‘. So yes, they are quite helpful. Unfortunately even they can only do so much to help with me feeling like my guts are in a badly sanitised blender. I am so sick of feeling, well sick. I am also sick of me using my best visual metaphors here, and not in my actual sodding books, so starting with WHT, I am going to try and do one chapter a day of a ‘sensory edit’ of each book, so that they do all this darn evoking I know damn well I’m meant to be doing, but never seem to do.
I, need to go pass out again…
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I’m Sam, and I live to write. I spent most of the first 8 years of my adulthood trying to balance writing with a large amount of crap in my personal life, until towards the end of 2018 I threw everything out and started afresh with just my writing. I built the new me around one goal: I have to write at least 1,000 words a day. I called this goal 1K, and it changed my life. So long as I write a thousand words a day, the day is a success, and atop that I've managed over time to build the life I wanted all those years.
My greatest flaws as a writer is I still use too many adjectives, adverbs, connectives as openers, accidental passive voice and I don't force my work down people's throats enough on pain of extreme and unusual torture. My greatest strength is I know my greatest flaws and I'm working on them.
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