Sunday, January 24, 2010

Only You Can Do Yours

Henry James told Edith Wharton: "There it is round you. Don't pass it by — the immediate, the real, the only, the yours, the novelist's that it waits for. Take hold of it and keep hold, and let it pull you where it will."

What is it that is yours alone? Don't know? You'll find out by writing.

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