The life of a writer is complex; to survive it, you need just the right mind for the job. Able to deal with all sorts of things that other jobs/hobbies/purposes of existence, simply do not need to. There is a reason why people think writers are crazy. Just a sampling of what we deal with includes:
- Staring at a screen for an obscene amount of time, waiting for a single sentence to sound proper.
- Trying to ignore characters voices when we are not actively writing about them.
- Hand cramps, the likes of which the porn industry wishes it could invoke.
- Crippling fear of failure. (“Oh god I have to work at McDonalds now”)
- Crippling fear of success. (Success means live-readings, which by extension, means crowds)
- The villains in your nightmares suddenly becoming people you invented. On purpose!
- Getting bored of that one music playlists that you can listen to while writing.
- The looming knowledge that computers might become advanced enough to make the written word obsolete.