"Waiting to be Brilliant..."

I said it sounded like a band name. Kendra said it was an excercise in futility. I was trying to explain to her why I have to think about something forever before writing it, even if I'm not trying to smooth out anything in particular. If I write something too soon and it's not exactly how I wanted it, but I don't know what's wrong with it, it's difficult for me to write it again. She said, "So you're waiting to be brilliant," and I agreed, "yes, something like that." She warned me in sisterly fashion that it was hopeless and excersising futility- she had been waiting all her life and it still hadn't happened.
Oh, well. I guess I shall just have to continue waiting futilely so that when I write I feel like I've accomplished something because of the waiting that went into it.