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Sunday, August 19, 2001

Occasionally, I find myself thinking: "That's such a good idea; I'll save it for when I'm a better writer."

And then I realise that that is a silly, silly thing to think. Because how am I ever going to become a better writer if I'm not writing. And writing the very best ideas I can possibly come up with? Because I'm not going to respect a second-rate idea enough to write it properly, and what will I learn from that?

If I do sit down and try to write my brilliant idea, it will push me to raise my writing to the level worthy of it. The problems I come across will lead me to solutions which will be invaluable as lessons throughout my writing career. All of this practice will let me come up with another idea, even more brilliant than the first one. Because, when you get right down to it, the first one probably wasn't that brilliant in reality, it just seemed that way because I was so inexperienced.

If you want to be a writer, then write.

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