Every writer needs a writing day in which they don’t write. We need time to regroup, get reinspired, get our mojo going again. This was my non-writing day in early November:

1. Breakfast meeting at the Society of Authors.

2. Attendance on a course called Great European Short Stories. We covered Isak Dinesen, about whom I have mixed feelings.

3. Worked on some articles, one of which was shared quite a bit even though I only bashed it out in 27 minutes (mind you, I’d done a lot of “prewriting”).

4. Attended an induction session for the City Lit, where I will be teaching a course on blogging.

5. Walked around London, ambling my way via a circuitous route to Liverpool Street station. I love London, and I especially love it at night. During my perigrination I took the photo shown here.

This may not amount to a hill of beans to you, (to quote from Casablanca), but the point is that although I did no writing, all of the activities outlined above were related to writing. In music, the silences are as important as the sounds. It’s the same with writing.

See also The Writer’s Day: A Graphical Representation