When I was young, I believed that if you had real writing talent, the words just poured out of your pen like honey. No need to stop or ponder, unless it was to find an even more beautiful phrase. A true writer could pick them out of the sky at will.
Most writers I’ve known believed the same thing. (All except for Leonard Bishop and Raji Singh.) This misconception kept us huddling in misery, sure we could never be real writers, since writing was such hard work.
Thank goodness, we met Leonard Bishop who taught us Even The Greats Wrote Some Trash. I hope you enjoy reading this true story from his archives!