Write Only What You Must (And Never Force Your Sentences)

By Beth Kephart

Portrait of a woman with curly hair, smiling while holding a cup, set against a dark background.

There has to be a spark.

How obvious it sounds. How impossible to manufacture. How easy to gauge—the sparked or the spark-less. The book, essay, or poem rising out of some undeniable, unquenchable human need, or its opposite: the diligent, the dutiful, the biddable, the pro forma, the project emerging from the general anesthesia of a desire to write something, which is not the same as the thing.

I can’t-help-myself vs. I should.

I can’t sleep until I know where thi...

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Published on May 15, 2025 04:00
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