Sketches in the sand
I’ve known some columnists to wonder what real use they have. I happen to have been one of them once, a self-styled arbiter of omnifarious issues, handing down his ruling in 800 words or so every week. Others have done it as often as three, even four, times a week; I guess the oftener you do it the less time you allow for self-doubt—or the more chances you have to make up for the stinkers you belatedly realize you have produced.
December 7, 2014
