Why Do I Write? To Inflict Pain. On Who? Myself.

Why would I write when I could imagine my characters going through the story and then get upset when a copy of the work doesn’t magically appear in front of me

sorry boss can't come in today i was on my way to work and then a gentle spring breeze kissed my cheek and reminded me it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world

Me: *motivated* ALRIGHT! LET'S DO THIS. LET'S WRITE. *Writes hardly two poorly structured crusty musty dusty sentences*

*immediately begins to daydream about the book being made into a movie. Hm? Who'd be the cast? How'd I direct it? What would be the Advertising techniques?* LIKE GIRL. WRITE.

every writer knows the pain of having an idea that’s “too good” to write because you know you can’t do it justice

You guys, can I just... Lana Del Ray???