Being a writer is like [blankly stares at laptop screen of manuscript for 30 min but is actually dreaming up next scenes] [creates playlist for specific scene] [watches movie/show and gets 2916382 ideas for plotline] [tries to write but too burnt out so ends up messing up next scene and then deleting it and questioning entire life choices] [starts writing midday and comes out of frenzy at 4 AM with another 2k words written but having forgotten how to human] [fingers ink-stained from brainstorming ideas for book] [gets 10 new book ideas and can’t decide which to focus on so ends up not writing either] [rereads draft and cracks up at own jokes] [rereads draft and yells at characters for being foolish] [rereads draft and cringes] [rereads draft and feels proud and accomplished] [wants to share writing with the whole world because it’s a piece of own soul] [mortified at sharing writing with the whole world because it’s a piece of own soul]