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If such deprivation continues, our artist becomes sullen, depressed, hostile. We eventually became like cornered animals, snarling at our family and friends to leave us alone and stop making unreasonable demands. The Writing Life Annie Dillard Casual One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time.