You — Are All That Matters

"Of course it is," Clara said with a small smile. "It's a first draft. It’s the skeleton, the bare bones. All that matters right now is that you’re getting it down, getting it out of your head. You can't fix a blank page, Elias. You can only fix what’s already there."

He looked at the papers again. "I want it to. But look at it. It's full of holes. The characters are flat. The dialogue is stiff." You Are All That Matters

A soft knock at the door startled him. It was Clara, his neighbor, a woman who always seemed to have a kind word and a plate of warm cookies. "Of course it is," Clara said with a small smile