Doing It Properly

As procrastination is my forte, when it came down to sitting and writing my post today I immediately conjured up the necessary (unecessary) preparations before actually just sitting down and doing it for goodness sake!

What came to mind? Ian Flemming. Obscure I know, but I remember reading that when Flemming sat down at his desk at Goldeneye, his house in Jamaica on 17th February 1952 Casino Royale was born. He had already swum out to the reef that morning, as was his habit, before breakfasting on his usual scrambled eggs and Blue Mountain coffee. By lunch he had typed 2,000 words. At around five, after a siesta, Fleming returned to what he had written and reread it, making a few minor corrections before stowing the manuscript in the bottom left-hand drawer of his desk. Then as the sun began to set, he went out on the terrace to have a drink.

The following day he did exactly the same thing, and he stuck to his iron regime until on 18 March he hammered out the last bitter sentance. 'The bitch is dead now' and the book was finished. It was a thriller named Casino Royale, and it's hero was James Bond.

'James Bond,The Man and His World' Henry Chancellor

Now that is how you write in style.

Ian' Flemming's Goldeneye in Jamaica

Ian Flemming at his desk at Goldeneye.

Me at my desk at DOMINICO HOUSE. Well, actually not my desk but Darling's drinks table. I have hijacked it for today to be closer to the cool garden breeze on the sweltering day. More about my real desk tomorrow...... I think I will go for my afternoon nap now.