No one has said this to me (although I suspect Master has thought it) but lately my writing sucks. Why is that? Why is it that what I write lately just isn’t very good? I feel like I have nothing to say, or, when I do, I can’t quite find the words to say what I am trying to convey. It feels like I left something out, or left something unsaid. Other times, I can’t seem to come up with anything to say, so I sit down and type something out to meet my deadline of an entry a day. What has happened??

I take comfort in what Ray Bradbury said. He said it is important to write a lot, because 85% of what you write is crap. The other 15% is good stuff. Right now I seem to be sloshing through the 85%. I guess I can live with that (like I have a choice!). Not everything is going to be good. Not everything is going to be inspired.

So why write so much? Why put in the 85% of the time that results in garbage? Simply—practice. Even the garbage helps you practice putting words together, putting thoughts together. Perhaps someday I will be able to go back to one of my crappy posts and be inspired to rework it, to bring it up into the 15% category. All of those ideas mill around inside my head, especially if I haven’t adequately expressed them to get them out.

So, I plug along, even if, sometimes, what I produce sucks.