Perseverance, perfectionism, and the impossible
In a way, I believe that all artists are possessed by this silly ambition: they want to do something no one else has done before. They want to create something that’s perfect. And they try, again and again, and they always fail. It seems to me that this is what truly motivates us.
We keep on writing because nothing we write is good enough, or at least, as good as we think it should be. Or as good as we think it deserves to be.
No story is ever “finished.” There’s always something to change, to add, to remove.
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