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Monday, November 11, 2013

A Day in the Life of David Jester @DavidJester

A Day in the Life of David Jester

I don’t lead a very exciting life, so this isn’t going to be easy, or entertaining, but here goes:

I wake up around 6, which is often the time that my fiancee decides to go to bed. I lie around for a few minutes and wait for her to go to sleep (I don’t want to appear rude) and then get up and get dressed.

I feed the rabbits who we keep in the spare bedroom and the ducks and pigeons who come to the back door. I’m a sucker for animals and go out of my way to please them, which they all know and exploit.

There is sod all to do at 6 in the morning except drink tea and wait for the world to wake up. I can’t write, read or think at that time and morning television is tortuous. There’s usually something recorded from the night before, but even if I watch a couple of hours it’s still only 8 and I’m still brain-fogged and bored.

Sometimes the duck sits on the garden wall and quacks until I give him brunch. That kills a couple of minutes. If I have any interesting video games this is usually the time I’ll be playing them, but nowadays I get bored of them quite quickly.

Around 8:30 I check on my books. I make a note of my sales, my promotions and make sure everything is ticking over. Then, feeling more awake, I do some editing or marketing. After that I try to write, which can take anything from half an hour to 8+ hours depending on my mood. I can while the entire day away if I get into a book, but sometimes it’s a struggle to stay motivated to write for more than an hour or so.

I like to pad out my boring routine with a lot of gambling, some reading and some whiskey. If my fiancee isn’t working we’ll go out to a restaurant, cinema, shopping or just for a wander, but we live in a fairly remote and boring area so there isn’t much to do.

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Genre – Horror

Rating – PG13

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