“Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more.” Cool beans, Billy, really nice line. But, like, really how hard is it to write some quippy lines and rhyme a few of them? I can do that. Yeah. I’ll just sit down right now and pound out a sonnet or something …Yup, just gonna write it right now … riiight now … Anytime … Ah c’mon, why isn’t anything being written? This sucks. Is writing hard? Have I devalued the arts having never attempted them? Me? A businessman or something? No. You know what? Screw this, I’m going to go defund the humanities.
Notes:
On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft by Stephen King https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/On_Writing:_A_Memoir_of_the_Craft
