... I now know for certain that I know nothing.
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Thursday, September 10, 2009
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4 comments:
You lasted a whole month?
Kudos, dude. My ego was down for the count after about 4 hours.
No. I think that I was at the same point after 4 hours, but I only recently regrouped enough to make the statement.
Man, I might be blaspheming or trivializing by saying this, but I'm actually trying to sympathize with you. As a writer, I felt the exact same way as you're feeling right now about three chapters into William Zinsser's book "On Writing Well." Ego - gone. Humility factor - skyrocketing. Admission that all prior knowledge about writing needs to be thrown out the window - broached.
Haha. That is hardly blasphemy. I would not deny your ability to sympathize. Sometimes we think we have something figured out, maybe even a bunch of things. But we don't. I not saying that knowledge in unattainable, only that the vastness of knowable things is not accounted for when we talk about what we "know." If that makes sense at all...
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