Bryce Courtenay was one of Australia's best selling authors. He was also a marathon runner, having run over fifty of them. I knew Bryce, he used to tell a great story. And he never made any bones about who he was. He said if you ran a lot of marathons, you had to run the mother of them all at some point in your life, the Boston Marathon. So he did.
Says he was somewhere in the middle after 15 miles or so and was pretty much separated from the pack. Up ahead he sees a lone runner really struggling. Bryce decides to mess with him a little, because that was what Bryce sometimes did. He catches up, his knees high, a big fake smile on his face, and runs beside the guy. Bryce says "HI! How are you!" The guy just moans.
Bryce says "beautiful day!" The guy moans again. Bryce says, "So, mister runner, what is it you do?" After several seconds the guy croaks out "writer".
Bryce usually looks at his audience at this point, makes quotation marks with his fingers and says "He's a WRITER". "Now I'm really going to mess with him." He says, "So, Mister writer, what is the secret to writing?"
The guy doesn't say anything for a bit, then quietly says "Bum glue". The whole time Bryce tells this, he's mimicking running. He thinks to himself, "Holy crap, I've been a writer for decades and this guy just told me the best thing I ever heard about writing. Bum glue. Just glue your butt to the chair and write. Don't get up to look out the window, don't answer the phone, don't walk to the fridge, don't go pat the dog, just glue your butt to the damn chair and write. Because every single writer that has ever lived looks for an excuse to not write.
Bryce and the struggling guy say no more to each other, but continue on side by side. Bryce can't get the bum glue thought out of his head. Said it was the best advice he had ever heard and didn't know why he had never heard it before.
They finish together, out of breadth and marathon tired and head to the hospitably tent for liquids and one of those wraps for body heat. Bryce extends his hand and says "My name is Bryce Courtenay." The guys shakes his hand and says "I'm Stephen King." They became close friends from that day forward.
And that's the story of Bum Glue. From a couple of guys who wrote a little.