…when you look at that paragraph/scene/line that you worshipped, the one that you wrote and immediately afterward had to stand up and walk around the room a few times because you were so full of the sheer joy and pride of its brilliance that you simply couldn’t sit still–
–then you delete it without hesitation, without an ounce of regret, without a tear. Because your agent or your editor or maybe both said it didn’t work, and you realized they were absolutely right.
Yes, dear friends. You’re a writer.