Well, it didn't come out exactly like that. It was more like:
I waited for the response, presumably "Oh, that's nice dear." But instead I heard "Oh, that's wonderful. I always wanted to be a writer!" Illustration note: tiny gerbil grows bulging muscles and smiles from ear to ear.
The guest proceeded to tell me a story about his college writing class. It went something like:
On the first day of class, the teacher told everyone to write for ten minutes. The students shuffled in their seats and stared at blank papers. They didn't know where to start.
The next week she tortured the class again with the assignment. After 10 minutes they dreaded handing in the unassembled bare thoughts they had written.
She did this every week until the students wouldn't stop at ten minutes. She had to cut them off. The teacher told the students, "I didn't even read your papers the first week. I started reading the third week. By week five there was actually some pretty decent stuff. You have to practice. You have to do it every day."
I remember my first month of writing when I thought I had three manuscripts ready. But they were only "week 1" quality. In the flurry of my 10 Query in July challenge, I have 6 manuscripts I think are ready. But, if it turns out I'm still only at "week 5," I know what I have to do.
PRACTICE. PRACTICE. PRACTICE.