I've started and deleted the beginning of this series of posts for a long time. Often I do my best thinking once I've dropped Bryon off on my commute across town, and I'll have the occasional thought about something that I wish someone had told me when I started pursuing writing seriously. So, I'm framing a series of entries that address some of those thoughts about things I would tell myself if the me-of-now could talk to, say, the me of a variety of earlier times.
These entries aren't meant to be advice or steps or anything like that. It's just stuff that I wish I'd known. I doubt I'd even believe some of these things, but I could look back and say, "Oh yeah. I knew that" if someone had told me this.
The first thing I'd talk to myself about is this: ripeness.
Mirrored from Writer Tamago.