Welcome to Sunday, My Prints Will Come!
Sundays are for writers around these parts, and today I want to open up a big can of…worms.
Were there ever actually cans of worms? Could you legitimately go to a fishing tackle store and buy a can of worms? Questions, questions.
A couple days ago, I read this post by Chuck Wendig over at Terrible Minds, and I also spent a rather significant amount of time scrolling through comments. The basic post is a reaction to the idea that you can’t teach writing. There was a lot of discussion in the comments about the nature of talent and creativity, and whether those things are indeed brought about by nature, or whether they can be nurtured into someone.
In the past, I’ve heard a few different theories on the matter. So here they are. Enjoy.
This is the theory that you squiggle…
View original post 1,175 more words