I think the greatest story is actually inside of your head. For a writer anyhow, that is certainly the case. Personally, it is undeniably the case for me. The writer goes into their own world of automatic, for me at least, again, consideration. I won’t drink. I won’t do anything to alter how my imagination works and on autopilot. You’re just training yourself to get better and better and better AND better. No pressure, never at all. You just… consider yourself… not so much chosen for this particular skill, or even gifted it. That’s the spiritually-hyped kinda bullshit that sets people on their own road to deluded importance. It’s as simple as this. I work for it and all of the time.