
When I began the work of writing on a daily basis more than 35 years ago, I penned an inscription in my journal from one of my tutelary spirits, Henry Thoreau. The quote from Walden revealed something about Henry’s approach to the work of writing, along with a wry sense of the scale of its rewards:
For a long time I was reporter to a journal, of no very wide circulation, whose editor has never yet seen fit to print the bulk of my contributions, and, as is too common with writers, I got only my labor for my pains. However, in this case my pains were their own reward.
'What are you doing now?' he asked. 'Do you keep a journal?' So I make my first entry today.
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