One of the things I hear all the time from other authors, and readers, and random people on the street, is how solitary our pursuit is. How we sit in silence, all alone, working away on our books, shunning all contact with others, dreading the time we have to open the door to the UPS man.
Maybe them. But not me, baby. I’m a chaos writer. Bring on the noise, bring on the funk, bring on the words, that’s my motto.
In order to write, first off, I need music. Loud music. Rock ‘n’ roll for preference but anything with lyrics will do. Don’t even have to be lyrics in my native tongue. I can and do listen to French and Spanish language songs, too. And German. Really, anything with a beat and singing, that’s my thing.
A bottle of Coca-Cola up from Mexico is also a nice, helpful addition to my writing, as is chocolate. As is alcohol. But I can and do write without any of those. Oh sure, not all the TIME. But still, I can manage without if needed.