The memory could not be written.

Produce Shit

Everything I've published is shit. I know that from the first day. But I'm not ashamed of that.

Wise men said:

Quantity produces quality. If you only write a few things, you're doomed.

Said Ray Bradbury.

The first draft of anything is shit.

Said Hemingway.

Only by producing lots of shit can I produce something has a little value. If I don't produce anything at all, that's worse.

I reread some of my posts on this bearblog, most of them are ideas coming from others. Few of them are totally mine. I am not ashamed of that either.

I remember Jay Chou wrote 50 songs and tossed 40 of them. The 10 songs remained became the first album. I didn't do that on this blog, but I wrote drafts in chinese and ended up being thrown away. Publishing those shits means nothing if I don't even like them.

I reread some of my diaries, found out that they're valuable to me. I am cutting pieces of my life in the form of time and change them into words. Some ideas may spark from them.

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Ten minutes later, I try to polish this essay myself. I cut down about 10 useless words. Hope I'll become better at it.

Day 48.