This motion-picture muddle had distracted me from my writing.
Far away Tongariro! Green - white thundering Athabasca river of New Zealand! I vowed I would come again down across the Pacific to fish in the swift cold waters of this most beautiful and famous of trout streams. It is something to have striven. It is much to have kept your word.
I arise full of eagerness and energy, knowing well what achievement lies ahead of me.
I love my work but do not know how I write it.
I did not have one bad spell during writing - an unprecedented record.
The difficulty, the ordeal, is to start.