For All The World To Read

As you probably know I no longer tweet. However, I do like to “dip into” what I see Twitter writers/authors at its #writingcommunity hashtag are throwing out there for possibly all the world to read. I did so again yesterday and thought I would share a few here. Happy weekend!:

And the #NaNoWriMo Twitter exaggerating and even lying begins again for another November.

50,000 words in 5 days?…

I have precisely TWO words for that: horse dung.

Actually, aside from Number 5 above (and some of his grammar today would be questioned by some: he loved, for example, adverbs), F. Scott Fitzgerald pretty much did the OPPOSITE of all of those suggestions.

He died broke and an alcoholic at just age forty-four… and he also was one of the greatest authors in English in the 20th century.

[The last page of The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Photo by me, 2019.]

Just saying.

If you write to be read by anyone beyond your mother or your best friend, and even one person you do not know in person as a friend PAYS to read what you have written, you are an author.

One sitting? Hmm. War and Peace, of course:

“War and Peace”, paperback. It traveled across America with me. Photo by me, Potton, England, 2019.]

LOL! I’m kidding! Kidding!

Yep, it happens.

First, I am utterly opposed to the entire idea of “beta readers” – and I have explained why (for example, here) elsewhere previously.

Note too that those “readers” – likely so full of opinions about the content, style, etc. – clearly must not have read even the very beginning all that closely. Seems they may have been described more accurately as beta “skimmers.”

But based on what I hear of what they are “supposed” to do, they are not “proofreaders.” Those latter actually do look for the likes of typos.

I’m then a bit “sad”… because I think: “Oh, no, what do I write next?”

For the life of me, I do NOT understand WHY some writers/authors insist on shouting their failures/rejections from the social media rooftops for potentially the entire world to read. That world, remember, includes publishers and agents and – most importantly – potential readers. How do you think yammering on about “failures” makes you look?

Do you think it leads anyone who stumbles on a tweet like that to think, “Eh, I can’t wait to read her stuff…”?

I have a pen surname that is an alteration of my real surname.

And my real first name is “Robert,” and my real initials are “R. J.”

So I’m close.

But I am still “anonymous.”

I like short chapters – maybe 6 pages, tops.

I think readers like them, too. We all have busy lives and there are lots of potential distractions out there. I think nowadays we read in short “bursts,” so short chapters enable us to read a few pages and if necessary stop for a time where there is that “natural pause”… and then we may return to it and resume from that spot.


And we did have electricity, telephones, and non-horse-powered transportation even back then.

[France postmark and stamp, January 1993. Photo by me, 2018.]

And we also wrote LETTERS to each other occasionally, too. LOL!

We have no control over what others think of us, so there is no point really worrying about it.

I don’t think I have ever made up a town’s name – because to date I write only based on “fact” and so I use real places and real place names.

Just write a regular blog. I think it is far more useful than just “pushing out” some “newsletter.” A blog gets you immediate feedback from visitors and followers.

But always remember be careful. Unless you are “Nelson Mandela,” no one really cares about your life. If you choose to write a memoir for publication to non-family members make sure you “spice” it up, fictionalize it where needed, and turn it into a readable STORY so it is far more interesting than chances are your real life is.


I just became sick reading she wrote she did that.

You think what you wrote stinks? Fine, just file it away then. You don’ t have to look at it again if you don’t want to.

But you MIGHT – might – want to come back to it even a decade from now and try again.

If you think you wasted your time with those “46,000” words, I promise that you will have DEFINITELY and ABSOLUTELY wasted that time if you simply delete them all.

[Market Square, Potton, Bedfordshire. Photo by me, 2019.]

Have a good weekend, wherever you are. 🙂