Confession: I am a murderer. I kill bugs frequently. I can't stand things that creep and crawl. I even dislike caterpillars, but butterflies fascinate me. I love butterflies. Do you see the dilemma? If I kill the caterpillar; I am killing the butterfly.
In my writing I struggle with my work in the unedited phase. It is nothing of beauty. I often fail to see its potential. It is raw. For these reasons, I will find my finger hovering over the delete key-- ready to slaughter. But If I want to see the work become something of beauty, I must allow it to go through this awkward stage. I must nourish it daily. Until one day it can be my very own butterfly.
" There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you
it's going to be a butterfly."