When I face the desolute impossibility of writing 500 pages,
a sick sense of failure falls on me.
Me: (What a daunting task!
Can I ever get it done?
I fear not . . .)
I know I can never do it.
This happens every time.
Me: (Every single time.
Never fails but the haunting fear of failing hovers
like a bird of prey . . .
assuring me I'll never get it done!)
Then, gradually, I write one page . . .
One day's work is all I can permit myself to contemplate,
and I eliminate the possibility of never finishing.