Have you ever had that moment with a story where you're skirting around the edges of it, trying to pin it down but not quite finding the right words for it? I'm there at the moment with a piece. I can sort of see what I want from it but finding the right words to capture everything is taking a few goes. I'll start, get a few paragraphs in, and realise just how awful they are.
Perhaps I should ignore that. Perhaps the thing is just to get a start, rather than worrying about what that start is. Or perhaps it just means that there are things that I still need to get right before it's ready to be written.