On the high ambitions writers entertain of their works, applied to writing in The Writing Life, by Annie Dillard:

The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or perchance a palace or temple on earth, and at length the middle-aged man concludes to build a wood-shed with them. -- Thoreau


& Dillard's thoughts on retaining and exposing substandard work, typically early drafts, out of the sense that just because you wrote it, it belongs there, or that someone needs to read it:

How many books do we read from which the writer lacked courage to tie off the umbilical cord? How many gifts do we open from which the writer neglected to remove the price tag? Is it pertinent, is it courteous, for us to learn what it cost the writer personally? -- Annie Dillard



Nope... nor is it relevant. Or responsible. Or disciplined. Or even really very creative, if you think about it. At best, it's laziness, lack of vision & lack of reach.

(Encouragement for myself this morning, as I revisit unanswered questions in the current chaper, which I'm tempted to cop out of...)