If I write something each day, will the product be worth the price I pay in lost sleep and frustration? Will I get better or worse if I force words to the page? Does the act of writing improve the art of writing?
I read the words of those long dead whose pens did carve the page, and I wonder what thoughts of mine will last beyond my breath if I don't share them will I breathe. All I can do is write what comes to me and wait to see what comes of it.