Extreme Makeover

I've been doing a lot of thinking about cosmetic surgery lately -- not for myself, but for a novel. And poor ol' SuBo here is making me ponder: what if I could have an extreme writing makeover? What kind of writer would I want to be if I could redesign myself from top to toe?

First and foremost, I'd love to be a writer who could Tweet all day, never be distracted and never get thrown off course when an exciting review or a bit of news trickles through the inbox. I'd like to have a brain of steel rather than a cotton woolly one where random bits of info float around and sometimes manage to stick themselves down on paper.

I'd like to never get jealous or even slightly green when I hear someone's signed with an agent, got a killer book deal or made Amazon Top 10.

I'd love to write with confidence, with belief in myself and my ability -- and not look for outside validation (sigh).

I'd like to have a killer ass that doesn't get sore from sitting down too much or spread outwards as an after-effect.

I'd give anything to stop feeling apologetic for writing women's fiction, to stand up for my genre and let people know there's value in what I do!

I'd love to be one of those super-cool writers who always look funky in cafés with their Macbooks and horn-rimmed specs; I'd like to be a writer who can write in cafés!

And finally... I'd like to write like me, but better.

What about you? If you could have an extreme writing makeover, what would be on your list?