Sir Arthur Conan Doyle wrote sixty novels about Sherlock Holmes, and the first one, A Study in Scarlett, he wrote in just three weeks! And, he was running a medical surgery in Portsmouth. And I think I’m busy.
His mother made up fantastic stories when he was little and he was captivated by them. He also spent his third year in medical school as a ship’s surgeon on a whaling ship and apparently loved the adventure. He gave up medicine later to write full-time and isn’t that the dream of all writers?
The irony of Doyle’s death comes because he chose to ignore his doctor! Recently I’ve had several requests for my two novels, which is great! The requests came with queries about
when my third novel would be out. It sits here on my desk, next to grading and my class textbooks and homework. Oh, the glamorous life of a writer, I write everyday, but not the work on my novel.
NaNoWriMo approaches…but so does the deadline for my final lyrical essay. Can someone please add another four hours to the day?