Lately, I find myself pondering this very question. I guess it comes from that endless searching, reaching beyond into the mysterious void and coming back with a tiny piece of something magical that helps us transform our otherwise mundane existence into something grand.
That's a little deep, given it's just after 11am here on the east coast ...
I will leave you with this juicy tid bit: I recently read that Stephen King writes over 2,000 words a day!
Rock On! {Lord knows I can't write that much consistently day after day ... my brain has to reboot after about 5,000 words and take a mental break.}