Recently I read a blog about the “Snacks of the Great Scribblers.” Lord Byron sipped vinegar to keep his weight down. Others believed in complete food deprivation, while others feasted on oysters and huge meals. Here’s the link:
I subscribe to the strong coffee approach, but since I try to limit my intake to under 7 cups a week, sometimes only by a sip, I chew gum—preferably 2 sticks at a time—which is about as elegant as my writing costume, generally my husband’s sweats, coated with dog hair and random bits of oatmeal.
My husband’s taste lean toward raisins and other dried fruit. I know because I find the occasional dried cherry stuck to my keyboard, windfall from his trespassing on my computer.
But my real fuel comes from books. I read in the genre I want to write, most recently, one of the Lin Oliver/Henry Winkler Hank Zitzer books,? Because I want to plot a series. I also tank up on writing texts when I can, most recently Shut Up and Write by Bridges. I definitely recommend the first five chapters.
I remember reading about famous writers’ prologues to getting to work. Sharpening pencils, long walks, long baths, reading the Bible. Snacks are as good a way as any to get started on our work.