Obsession is your secret. It’s your shortcut. It’s your edge. It’s your competitive advantage. When you’re obsessed, you’re willing to eat more shit than the average person. You’re willing to suffer more pain. You’re willing to work longer hours. You’re willing to make more sacrifices.

When you’re obsessed, you don’t see problems. Only opportunities. And, they don’t deter you. They excite you. They ignite you.

When you’re obsessed, you’re the coked-out drunk at the bar that nobody wants to pick a fight with. You’ve got nothing to lose.

When you're obsessed, you're the cornered Jaguar. Pity the idiot that pulls your tail. He's going to fuck around and get mauled.

This is how I’ve always felt about writing. This is it for me. I’m all in. There is no plan B. There is no safety net. There is no parachute. There is no ship waiting for me back at shore. I’m either making it in this arena or I'm getting dragged out in a body bag.

This isn’t normal. This isn’t healthy. This isn’t balanced. But, if it’s mastery you're after, it’s what is required. It’s the only way.