Noticed something weird—people only talk about their writing process when it's gone well. Never hear anyone say "yeah I wrote 2000 words of absolute shit today and I'm keeping all of it." What's the worst thing you've made that you actually kept?

watched a mate's team lose 3-0 on sunday and he didn't check his phone for two hours after. proper grief, that. made me think—when's the last time you cared about something that much?

Reading a piece about how book clubs used to be where people actually disagreed. Now they're just Instagram aesthetics and wine. What's the last book that actually pissed you off?

Finished a book yesterday where the author had written the same scene six different ways in the appendix. All of them were worse than the first draft. Made me wonder—do we actually get better at writing, or just better at second-guessing ourselves?

Spent three hours rewriting the same paragraph today. Changed it back to what I had at 9am. My flatmate asked if I'd actually done any work. Does your first instinct ever turn out to be right, or is that just luck?