Writing is a solitary activity at heart.
I don’t know many writers who don’t retreat to their private spaces, earnestly typing or scribbling in complete solitary confinement. I’m exactly the same – I have my own little office (I like to call it ‘the hole’) where I tap away on my keyboard into the wee, small hours of the night. It’s what we do, isn’t it? After all, we’re writers.
When did you stop thinking of yourself as a ‘hobby-writer’ and start to view yourself as an author? It’s a difficult transition to make – yet it’s one you have to go through if you want to build a career as a serious novelist.
I was reading The Woman in Black by Susan Hill the other night. Admittedly, this wasn’t the wisest move. My husband was away, the house was rather quiet and my imagination was running full-kilter before I’d even finished the first chapter. And the wind was howling a bit too. It was one of those nights. Yikes!