Immediately after watching The Ninja Assassin, I turned to my handsome husband and declared: I want to be a Ninja.
I've had some time to sleep on it, and of course, what I meant to say is that I want to be as good at something as this week's muse avatar Bi Rain is at being a Ninja...or fine tuning his almost 30-year-old body to such chiseled perfection.
That's what it all comes down to - whether you're training for the Olympics, learning a new martial art, trying out a new recipe, getting in shape...or writing a book. Practice and discipline. Not the kind of scary "yes sen-sai or die" discipline demonstrated in The Ninja Assassin, but certainly a commitment to 'get er done.'
Or in my case, that means sitting my ass in the chair after applying a hefty dose of Bum Glue.
In this really great movie, Bi and his fellow assassins must work through pain without flinching and intensive training without collapsing. They must consider their mortality without fear. Ok, so that's a bit more real-life drama - and blood - than the typical novel-writing process, but the lessons are similar.
Life shouldn't get in the way. Keep writing.
Practice. Practice. Practice.
Oh, and maybe try doing it in the dark - seems to work for the Ninjas.
The Book In My Bag Today: Where the Truth Lies, Rupert Holmes