Being a writer is like being a werewolf. When the sun goes down, you write. When the sun comes up again, you’re still writing, and if you have a day job, or children to raise, or anything like that, woe betide you, you’ve got to get through the day somehow. It doesn’t matter whether people eventually judge the stories down (hell, it matters, it hurts us as badly as if someone takes a swing at our kids), but we’ll always be writing. It’s not something we can “give up” like people give up drinking, smoking or playing tennis.
Because our stories depend on us. They need us to be there, willing channels that won’t shoot them down for waking us up at 3am, “go put on your computer, you’ve got to get this down now!”
“I’m a wree-totaller, haven’t written a paragraph in three months now” – no. It doesn’t work like that.