The act of writing is what makes me a writer. Whether I struggle with it, enjoy it or am inspired by it is neither here nor there. The fact that I produce works that I am comfortable publishing is what makes me a writer and it is nothing more esoteric than that.
Your attempt to demean anyone who does not take joy from their labours and relegate them to mere typists is more, I think, a reflection of your own internal struggle than it is an accurate depiction of any writer who treats this art as a means of feeding hungry mouths.
Begone. And take your pseudointellectual bullshit with you.
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