In writing, the real work is the taking away, the boiling down, the reduction.
There is the trying on of words, the twirling around, the viewing from all angles. Possibilities cast off.
The hope: what is most honest, most accurate, most satisfying, remains.
First thoughts removed, edited.
Barely grey impulses stay, and the fear:
The reader sees past your words. "But here, here, you rubbed something out..."
