A lot of the time it feels like you’re sending work out into a void. That doesn’t mean it isn’t important. That doesn’t mean you have to give up, or do something else that isn’t writing or art. Plenty of people worship cars. Plenty of people eat lunch at Dunkin Donuts. I’ve struggled with this for years, as if my need to work on a novel is akin to having some uncontrollably bizarre behavior like eating Doritos while masturbating in a park. I rarely feel proud or confident about what I’m doing when it comes to the question “What do you do?” in social situations. I tell them I work an office job and think about the tunnel.
— Shane Jones