It was wonderful to walk down the long flights of stairs knowing that I’d had good luck working. I always worked until I had something done and I always stopped when I knew what was going to happen next. That way I could be sure of going on the next day. But sometimes when I was started on a new story and I could not get going, I would sit in front of the fire and squeeze the peel of the little oranges into the edge of the flame and watch the sputter of blue that they made. I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, “Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence you know.” So finally I would write one true sentence, and then go on from there. It was easy then because there was always one true sentence that I knew or had seen or had heard someone say. If I started to write elaborately, or like someone introducing or presenting something, I found that I could cut the scrollwork or ornament out and throw it away and start with the first true simple declarative sentence I had written.
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
(Look at his first sentence)
The point of me posting this is to bring forth two points about the action of writing:
1. Cut the crap. Once you know what the right answer or thought is: act, do it.
2. This isn’t really about writing, even though Hemingway was a writer, he was a Thinker first. Cut out the useless stuff and come back to the Truth and you’ll go somewhere. He didn’t know it, but he was writing freely because he had Faith in what had come before.