I just got to this and feel every word. Looking around a library and feeling a mixture of panic and guilt knowing I will never read everything I should read—even of the “greats”—that there's not enough time and I will never make it. (One specific time I remember thinking this I was staring at Moby Dick.) Mark Twain also felt like what he read came out in writing. When he wasn't writing he would say his “tank was empty.” Maybe every writer(with the exception of Stephen King?) feels like this.
I just got to this and feel every word. Looking around a library and feeling a mixture of panic and guilt knowing I will never read everything I should read—even of the “greats”—that there's not enough time and I will never make it. (One specific time I remember thinking this I was staring at Moby Dick.) Mark Twain also felt like what he read came out in writing. When he wasn't writing he would say his “tank was empty.” Maybe every writer(with the exception of Stephen King?) feels like this.