The above quote is P. 166 from “The Whiskey Rebels” by David Liss. Great stuff. It’s from a character who is struggling to write like I sometimes do. A writer always knows they must find their voice and the sooner the better.
Three pages later, the same character says, “Somehow we were happy. Somehow in the midst of our ruin we had each found something, some part of ourselves we had been missing, I in my writing and Andrew in his secret.”
I love this too. I find myself in writing like this character speaks of. This is just a reminder to follow your passion no matter how bad it gets.