"I think that one's art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows." E.C.
Just as one does not dig up a plant to see how it grows ---one does not judge the hue or color of a flower until it blooms.
Yet we seem to want, I seem to want, to dissect and judge every piece of my story before it's completed - when it is in its infancy.
That's what I'm thinking about today.
Writing, it really is up and down.
Off here to create today's portion of my story.