In
going where you have to go, and doing what you have to do, and seeing
what you have to see, you dull and blunt the instrument you write with.
But I would rather have it bent and dulled and know I had to put it on
the grindstone again and hammer it into shape and put a whetstone to it,
and know that I had something to write about, than to have it bright
and shining and nothing to say, or smooth and well oiled in the closet,
but unused.
-Ernest Hemingway, Preface to The First Forty-Nine Stories (1944)
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