The recipe for great art has always been misery and a good bowel movement.
Authors must spend months, years making fantasy believable in a single work while reality runs rampant and complete chaos elsewhere.
Nothing says work efficiency like panic mode.
It's my belief that people enter your life at exactly the right time.
Writers often torture themselves trying to get the words right. Sometimes you must lower your expectations and just finish it.
When you're writing what you love, it's the most fun you can have with your clothing still on, unless of course, you write naked.