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May. 27th, 2003 10:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I just finished the essay about travel and my father and sent it off by email. I'm not happy with it, but then I'm not happy with anything I write.
I have learned not to care about my opinion about what I write. That's one good thing about journalism school. Now I just write, basically because I have to, I want to and I don't really have a choice about it.
I always want to write more, or to be a better writer. I'm never satisfied with the amount that I'm writing. I always feel that I should be writing more.
I wonder what I would do if I didn't write or have this burning urge to write.
I am ultimately terrified that I will never publish a book. I don't know why this means so much to me. It's meant so much for years. I don't know how I would live without the urge to keep spilling out words.
I always have something to say.
I have learned not to care about my opinion about what I write. That's one good thing about journalism school. Now I just write, basically because I have to, I want to and I don't really have a choice about it.
I always want to write more, or to be a better writer. I'm never satisfied with the amount that I'm writing. I always feel that I should be writing more.
I wonder what I would do if I didn't write or have this burning urge to write.
I am ultimately terrified that I will never publish a book. I don't know why this means so much to me. It's meant so much for years. I don't know how I would live without the urge to keep spilling out words.
I always have something to say.
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Date: 2003-05-27 04:51 am (UTC)but, i have sent things off in the past, some accepted, some denied. i don't really care too much, because the main thing is that i sent it off.