Wednesday, 23 February 2011

6,000 Words a day.

No not me. I've been lucky to do 600 a day so far this year. It was on the news last night. A new book found in the papers of Enid Blyton that was apparently forgotten about. She used to write about 6,000 words a day, so it's not surprising a few stories got lost or missed along the way. The cynics out there may come up with a conspiracy theory, but having lost several stories myself over the years, I'd be surprised if there weren't more of Blyton's stories that got misfiled.

Anyway, I never much went for the Famous Five, the whole tomboy/borderline transvestite George character confused the hell out of me as a six year old. I quite liked the Secret Seven though, getting into scrapes and drinking lemonade and all that. They had a tree house as well and secret passwords. What kid in the seventies wouldn't like that? Nowadays it's all zombies, vampires, wizards and iPods. And with literacy levels the way they are, books are now just for older people or squares (or whatever the current term is for square)

6000 words a day though, that's a lot. And there was no word processors back then. 6000 words on a typewriter, every day. Makes you think.