One has a tendency to have tremendous awe for “it.” As if it were some magic. The television or the book review. It really is of no consequence when it comes to doing important work.
I don’t really care about that control. Life is short. Freedom is in my mind. That’s where one is free. There’s always some other constriction. But the very important point is to do the work that one respects and do it well. And to make no compromises in its authenticity. And to do it better next time.