Fruitful Work

Both jobs that the author loves, writing and ecology, have a very similar concept. Is the work fruitful. In ecology an area of land can produce thousands of plants but be utterly useless to the workers. The author saw this repeatedly. There were great tracks of land on which grew acres of Newbery Knotweed. We watched them bud, leaf, and flower eagerly; certain that this one plot of land would supply all the seeds that we needed for our project. But fall came with crushing disappointment. Not one of the plants we carefully examined produced a single viable seed. Why? Who knows. Lack of pollinators, poor nutrients, soil moisture, it could be any one of a thousand elements. It was outside of our purview to explore that deeply so we simply moved our search upslope and away. We noted the oddity and left it for some eager grad student to discover why that tract of land produced healthy green plants but no seeds. 
In writing an author can produce a great story, or even just a decent story, but that matters very little if it isn't read. The seeds of inspiration need to be scattered around and fall on fertile imaginations or what was the point of the growth and development? Part of this is timing, part is marketing, part is finding the right audience. Part is hunting down data so you can figure out what works. On that note it is time to go bother my publisher again.