“It’s none of their business that you have to learn to write. Let them think you were born that way.” – Ernest Hemingway
Hemingway famously rewrote the ending to A Farewell To Arms 47 times. Yes, folks, he did not write brilliant first drafts.
No one ever did. No one ever will.
Talent, as an innate ability, does not exist.
Everybody who ever changed the world or created the kind of beauty that we still admire, did so by working hard.
Novels don’t write themselves into existence, you know?
We like to believe that it’s the time the boxer spends in the ring that counts.
No, that’s the easy part.
The hard part is waking up every day at four in the morning to run on an empty stomach. To work out. To practice the same punches thousands and thousands of time.
“If people knew how hard I had to work to gain my mastery, it would not seem so wonderful at all.”― Michelangelo Buonarroti
Talent is a word that gets used a lot by people who are too lazy to accept where they are and take the responsibility to take themselves to a higher level.
Talent is the excuse not to break yourself in half working.
I’m not talented. I wasn’t born talented. I worked for the little talent I have.
First story I ever let someone read, they said I was a retard.
The first novel I ever self-published was so bad that I only sold 4 copies in four months.
If talent existed, then no one would ever fail. Or have to work hard.