I might have respect for them if only there was room. Mostly I'm filled with burning envy. My brain doesn't work that way, sadly. I need to feel inspired - or, at least, I think I need to feel inspired. Perhaps there's a degree of romanticizing writing going on in my head? I want it to just burst out of me, rather than having to sit and work at it too much.

Huh. Things for Kis to work on: see above. :D