The Wednesday essays

Permission given in theory and permission inhabited in practice are two completely different things. The first is a decision. The second is what you do with the decision. And the distance between them is larger than most people expect.

There is a particular kind of distortion that happens when you work alone for long enough. It is not loneliness, exactly. It is the way your own ideas begin to sound different when they have only ever bounced off the inside of your own skull and the doubt that fills the silence where another voice might have been.