Next morning I went over to Paul’s for coffee and told him I had finished. “Good for you,” he said without looking up. “Start the next one today.
Research can become Resistance. We want to work, not prepare to work.
Slay that dragon once, and he will never have power over you again.
The awakening an artist must be ruthless, not only with herself but with others.
To labor in the arts for any reason other than love is prostitution.
No matter how great a writer, artist, or entrepreneur, he is a mortal, he is fallible. He is not proof against Resistance. He will drop the ball; he will crash. That’s why they call it rewriting.