Over the weekend I hung out with 150 writers. And though I spoke with only a fraction of them, the conversations were all struck through with the same bright threads of humor, determination and yearning.
We're a greedy bunch, we writers. If we don't have an idea, we want one. If we have the idea we must have the time and space to explore it: to research, write and revise.
Of course, if we have the finished manuscript we need the agent. And if we have the agent, we need the publisher.
But when the stars align, when we have the idea, the time, the space, the words, the agent, the publisher .... ah, then life is golden indeed.