If I had written something, and I had written myself into a corner, I didn't abandon it. Because I remembered: There's always more.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I've been writing, in one way or another, for as long as I can remember.
I was always a writer, by which I mean I was always scribbling away, doing something with pen and paper.
Once I've written something it does tend to run away from me. I don't seem to have any part of it - it's no longer my piece of writing.
I realised that I had always been writing things that other people wanted me to write and not what I really wanted to write, so I felt like I was losing my way.
Writing is a way of drifting within my own mind: almost a solitary process, so to speak.
Writing is something I've always done on the side. I thought that no one would be interested, so I kept it to myself.
If I went for too long without writing, I would start to feel like something inside me was dying.
Writing, for me, was a feat of self-preservation. If I did not do it, I would die. So I did it. Obstinacy, not talent, saved my life.
When you write, you write out of your best self. Everything else drops away.
I don't write as much now as I used to, but I write. The lines still come, maybe periodically, and I'll go through these little bursts of time where I write a lot of things then a long period of time where maybe I don't write anything.
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