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Wiffling is really taking off. Just doing Whatever I F@#$%!* Feel Like has been a total revelation. And as it turns out, it can be added to.
For example, we all know I have invented a new sport called Sit Swimming. Ask anyone that I have forced to do it with me. It is a real thing. And apparently quite difficult. And yet I do it for 30 minutes most days.
OK, this is not new, you say. There are pictures of me sit swimming in weird and wonderful places all over the world. And even, on occasions, where I have broken my own rules about the temperature of the water (I prefer it to start with a 2. Americans, that is over 68F).
Anyway, I have been doing alot of sit swimming. And what I’ve discovered is that I can write novels, while sit swimming. Sure I’m writing them in my head, but due to the rules about wiffling, that is totally acceptable.
So in the last three weeks I have plotted out an entirely new book, that will be called French With Benefits. I’ve also finally managed to plot out the rest of my half written novel called Murder in SeaCliff. (Spoiler alert, I ‘murder’ a politician’s chief of staff on page 1. Very, very satisfying.)
Anyway, back to wiffling. And adding stuff. Now there is SSWIFFLing, which is Sit Swimming Whenever I F&%$ Feel Like It.
And then there is SSWWWIFFLing… which is Sit Swimming While Writing, Whenever I F%%&& Feel Like It.
What? Too much? I honestly believe this is really taking off. You’ll see.
