The Tax filing deadline looms bigger and badder than any writing deadline, mostly because the IRS is seems more ridged than a mythical publisher. That’s why tax season is so great for writers. What is more compelling? The fat folder of receipts and bills labeled Medical or working on the love scene between the barbarellaesque heroine and the Hobbit-like hero?
Sometimes having a terrible job, a necessary job, a critical job looming over you is the very inspiration you need to work on the book you’ve been putting off since the first draft was created during NaNoWriMo, or the book you resolved to write this year during a maudlin moment December 31st.
Consider the impetus of receipts, counting, math, as the best reason ever to work on a book. There is nothing so compelling as the feeling you are playing hooky.
So during the next hour, place a big yellow notebook over the fat medical file and write away.
You can thank the IRS in your acknowledgment page.