There are some Winston Churchill quotes about writing that are so cloaked in joy it could almost make you wonder if he actually spoke from experience. (Of course, he did, dozens of ’em, many being multi-volume works of a shelf-bending girth.) Take, for instance, this one:
To sit at one’s table on a sunny morning, with four clear hours of uninterruptible security, plenty of nice white paper, and a [fountain] pen—that is true happiness.
Pretty, but perhaps too idyllic.
Whereas this one, about writing’s gleeful ups and painful downs, feels just about right.
Writing a book is an adventure. To begin with it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster and fling him to the public.