The Very Late and Completely Unnecessary Review of Elizabeth Gilbert’s Big Magic

(And after not publishing one thing in 2022, I’ve started to read it again in January 2023, hoping to write fearlessly.)

In 2020, I have walked more than I have run. Today, while I write this, it is mid-December 2020, and in mid-December 2019, I hurt my knee while running with my dog. He yanked one way; my knee twisted the…