The curse of the author, indeed. Perhaps its what drives us on, creating unconscious alliances, and understandings. The silent nod, the secret greetings, between writers in the know. I try to make light of it, laugh at myself (or with myself), but it's there, lurking. Still it is a fuel of sorts, and as a writer that is needed. An ideas machine, a torch of inspiration. So long as I keep these things in perspective.

I appreciate the understanding and meaningful dialogue.