They read little.
They write little.
Yet they expect an instant masterpiece to appear out of the nib of their favourite fountain pen.
I encounter such writers so often that I have fallen into the habit of asking them “who” they read and then I ask them “what” they are writing.
And the usual answer?
And then the million dollar phrase: “but X said that my writing was really good”.
This is all you have to do – and yes, you have to keep doing it.
Who said life wasn’t simple? 🙂