“I’ve shut myself inside these walls, and I’m going to be a very lonely old lady if I’m not careful.” –Danielle Steele
Browsing through some blogs the other day, I gleaned this striking quote from CommuniCATE Resources for Writers‘s post on romance writer Danielle Steele. Now, personally, I haven’t ever read a Danielle Steele novel, but everyone knows that name, unless they’ve been living underneath the proverbial pop culture rock. I found some of her quotes a little too floofy for my tastes, but something about this one really stuck with me, and I think that there’s something almost Emily Dickinson or Jane Austen about it, and it breeches into the territory of how your writing can easily become the penultimate thing in a writer’s life.
I don’t necessarily think that’s a bad thing. I’ve always said that the most important thing in my life has to be my writing. It is my writing. Anything that gets in the way of my writing is something that should be exterminated immediately. If that means I’m going to be a very lonely old lady, too, so be it. I’ll always have my cats.
But what do you think? Do you think that we, as writers, run the risk of shutting ourselves up inside the walls of our work, isolating us from the real world around us? Sometimes, when I have days or mornings where I can actually just sit and work on my writing, several hours, enough to make a full work day, can pass without any interaction with another human being. I get a lot of work done, and I usually have Day Job or Other Plans later in the day, but do we run a risk of alienating ourselves? Is that necessarily a bad thing? Can we create in a vacuum? Do you ever feel that you, too, may become a very lonely old lady (or gentleman), indeed?