Olga Tokarczuk calls the act of writing a novel “a controlled psychosis” that occurs “in solitary confinement…Every so often someone stops and bends down and glances in through the window, and then you get a glimpse of a human face, maybe even exchange a few words.”
Thank you for this reminder. No matter what else we may find to do, if we aren't writing, we aren't writing.
So true! And there are so many things to find to do every day, it's easy to let the writing fall by the wayside.