Tbe best line in Colson Whitehead's essay Better Than Renting Out A Windowless Room: The Blessed Distraction Of Technology? "I am part of a vast and wretched assembly of freaks who are not fit for decent work and thus must write, or wither."
That pretty much describes me in a sentence.
In the last few years before I finally had a book accepted for publication, I realized that I couldn't stop writing because I'd invested too much time in it. I had spent so many years writing that there was now nothing else I could do.
And if I never got published? Ouch.