... getting a slab of granite and being handed a chisel, and then uncovering David.
Writing is like being thrown a jumble of 85,000 words and being told that if you arrange them just so, they will have the power to make people laugh, cry, and remember how true love feels.
Writing is like snow. One flake is a beginning. A million flakes are a winter wonderland.
Writing is like running. You start out slow. And it hurts. But the more you do it, the swifter you become. The stronger you get.
When I was a teenager I finally admitted to myself that magic doesn't exist. As an adult, I know better. Writing is... magic.
What is writing like for you?