“Why was I given this need to write if I wasn’t given the talent to do it?”, I asked my husband.
“You know when I was in college; I wanted to bang really hot chicks. And, I would ask myself ‘why wasn’t I given the looks or personality to get these hot chicks in bed?’ So, what did I do? I started banging mediocre looking, fat chicks and eventually married one.”
“Asshole,” I said. Rolled over and went to sleep. Next morning, I was back at the computer again.
