But the fighter still remains

In the clearing stands a boxer

And a fighter by his trade

And he carries the reminders

Of ev'ry glove that layed him down

Or cut him till he cried out

In his anger and his shame

"I am leaving, I am leaving"

But the fighter still remains

Every time I hear this part of the The Boxer, I think of writing. Isn't there that part in all of us that remembers every bad critique? Even if it was accurate? Especially if it was accurate?

We're on the second day of pitch-polishing, and this song seemed so appropriate as we continue with revisions. I've been so ... (I'm a writer, I should be able to find the right words) ... delighted with and grateful for the way readers have critiqued and contestants have responded. Please keep it up.

Here's to the fighter in us all.

The Boxer (LP Version) - Paul ...