Chuck Palahniuk’s novel Diary observes the plight of modern-day creativity:

We get on our art school treadmill, our graduate program for a master’s in fine arts, and practice, practice, practice. With all our excellent skills, we have nothing special to document.

As an undergrad student at U.Va., I wrote a bi-weekly “student life” column. I didn’t always have much to say, but this experience forced me to chip away at my 10,000 hours rather than just dreaming of becoming a writer someday.