What to Wear
Oh, the bliss of creation. Every word is a freshwater pearl–a bit lumpy but gorgeous because it comes from my clammy little brain. Oh, the agony of revision. My words aren’t pearls. They’re lumps of coal that need the pressure of revision to transform them into crummy diamonds worthy of a cheap tennis bracelet. That sounds jaded. It isn’t meant to. Well, maybe it is meant to sound jaded. If you’re not a tad jaded, you’ve been hiding your pearls under the mattress. Certainly, there are rare miracles of talent whose first works are perfect, cultivated pearls from the get-go. [...]







