If people prioritize speed over the value, impact and experience their work brings to their readers, they’re a content mill — not a writer. I have strong opinions about many of the bro writers on this platform (who tend to perpetuate ageism, ableism, and low-key misogyny/toxic bro culture) and they’re not particularly positive. I’m also glad I’m not on social media because reading random catty opinions doesn’t serve me. People must have a lot of time on their hands if they’re spouting crap about other writers on FB. Maybe they should keep their eyes on their own paper instead?

Every writer I know knows there’s no one way of creating. Our destinations are often the same, but our paths couldn’t be more divergent. It took me ten years to publish a second book and I don’t admonish myself for not having published more. Writing isn’t a volume play — it’s a meaning play.

Unrelated, but related, I found this article and thought you might consider it useful: https://thepointmag.com/examined-life/against-advice-agnes-callard/ Salient quote:

“Suppose Margaret Atwood gave us a detailed account of how she got to be who she is, and pinpointed for us which events were especially formative. No aspiring writer should try to use such an account as a template for success. For one thing Atwood was surely not doing when she, for example, moved to Berlin or took up a job teaching grammar was: following in anyone else’s footsteps. The moral of every great person’s story seems to be that they were not trying to retell another’s. Indeed, one of the paradoxes of advice seems to be that those most likely to be asked for it are least likely to have taken anyone else’s: their projects of “becoming” are the most particularized of all.”