You should always be trying to write a poem you are unable to write, a poem you lack the technique, the language, the courage to achieve. Otherwise, you’re merely repeating yourself, going nowhere because that’s always easiest” (John Berryman, quoted in Letters & Life, by Brett Lott).
This week saw the thousandth blog from a good friend. Each post represents hours of conversation with her Creator. I can tell. When I’m with her, I think of Him.
Another friend completed her novel this week. 80k words that didn’t live together last year. And they didn’t gather themselves or float into focus. They were unruly, resisting arrangement.
For these writers, this week marks one less thing they are unable to do, and one more thing we can be grateful for.