I learned not to be so bitterly defeated when my fiction took a beating from editors. I learned in advertising to color in the lines and have my work done on time and to make it the very best it could be.
I am very lucky and grateful to have this living link to a past era, the violin presumably having much more history to it than the later portion that I know.
There are two ways to worry words. One is hoping for the greatest possible beauty in what is created. The other is to tell the truth.

