"Why are writers.....?"

Writing. It's a strange way to spend your time.

There is not a writer alive who is not filled with self-doubt (and occasional self-loathing). We all stare at empty legal pads or empty white computer screens in horror, as if they have the ability to mete out savage justice. Every day could be the day when the words stop coming. Every day could be the first day of staring at nothing but blank pages or screens.....unhappily ever after. What if there is no more songs? No more stories? No more remembrances worth documenting? What if the blank pages WIN?