The New York Post just did a funny story on writers and drinking.
Apparently, the writers love affair with the bottle that was the hall mark of legends like Hemingway and others, has gone the way of the typewriter.
Gone are the days when writers cohort at the local dive - the days when tortured souls clutched a pen in one hand and brandy in another channelling their life through ink.
Gone too are the days when publishers, editors and the like felt like accommodating such folks.
The article featured my friend Kenji, who confirmed that writers nowadays are more into yoga and juice. The lush life having gone old school, he says, hard drinking is "something your parents do."
Which isn't to say that writers don't drink, they just don't drink to write. Or they don't drink to write and then write about drinking. Or if they do drink to write they don't write about it, they just drink and think about it and write about something else.
The only drink I guzzle while writing is a cup of green tea. I have some wildflower honey I'm really digging. And in this green is cool world, doling over my favorite teas doubles as the perfect libation for self indulgence.
Funny how times change.
http://www.nypost.com/seven/08202008/entertainment/writers_on_the_rocks_125199.htm
Apparently, the writers love affair with the bottle that was the hall mark of legends like Hemingway and others, has gone the way of the typewriter.
Gone are the days when writers cohort at the local dive - the days when tortured souls clutched a pen in one hand and brandy in another channelling their life through ink.
Gone too are the days when publishers, editors and the like felt like accommodating such folks.
The article featured my friend Kenji, who confirmed that writers nowadays are more into yoga and juice. The lush life having gone old school, he says, hard drinking is "something your parents do."
Which isn't to say that writers don't drink, they just don't drink to write. Or they don't drink to write and then write about drinking. Or if they do drink to write they don't write about it, they just drink and think about it and write about something else.
The only drink I guzzle while writing is a cup of green tea. I have some wildflower honey I'm really digging. And in this green is cool world, doling over my favorite teas doubles as the perfect libation for self indulgence.
Funny how times change.
http://www.nypost.com/seven/08202008/entertainment/writers_on_the_rocks_125199.htm
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