Greg’s pain hit home for me: I trick myself into believing that I’m improving as a writer in some sort of linear fashion, that I’m mastering aspects of the craft like, say, a surgeon who hones her abilities to complete more complex and riskier procedures. But it’s nothing like that. It’s a confounding and frustrating mix of random paralysis where you set out to climb a mountain and one day your foot doesn’t work; another, your arms.
“We believe that we live in the ‘age of information.’” he writes. “That there has been an information ‘explosion,’ an information ‘revolution.’ While in a certain narrow sense this is the case, in many important ways just the opposite is true. We also live at a moment of deep ignorance, when vital knowledge that humans have always possessed about who we are and where we live seems beyond our reach. An Unenlightenment. An age of missing information.”