As authors, we admire other authors. As authors, we do our best not to operate in the comparison game. As authors, we can strive for certain characteristics we admire in other authors' writing. As authors, we invariably slip into the "I wish I could write like that" mode but we never say it out loud. As authors, after thinking that, we usually fall into a writing funk. As authors, we then attempt to rebound with a rush and relish of colorful language and magnificent metaphors, or at least we try to do that. As authors, only our habitual need to write forces us to abandon admiration and just attempt to do the best we can. As authors, will we ever be completely satisfied with our work? Completely? As an author: highly unlikely.
So let me leave you with this interesting quotation:
"Admiration is the daughter of ignorance."
Father, I would ask that you would help me to write to the abilities you've given me, that I would not be lazy in using this gift, that I would persevere through the hard parts, and that what I ultimately give way to would make you smile. Apart from you, I can do nothing. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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