For me it's like whittling bits of wood. If I don't see potential in the sawn-off lump they hand me - Lucy, Tessa or whoever - I lay it quietly aside and wait for a better beginning.
I am ridiculously pleased when I am sitting here among the chippings holding as perfect a piece of treen as I can create. That's the high point. Winning, as I occasionally do, is a bonus and helps with the "street cred" no end.
Copies of the Chambers Biographical Dictionary dotted about the house, some still shrink-wrapped, remind me that this, too shall pass.
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