A writer died and was given the option of going to heaven or hell.
She decided to check out each place first. As the writer descended into the fiery pits, she saw row upon row of writers chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they were repeatedly whipped with thorny lashes.
"Oh my," said the writer. "Let me see heaven now."
A few moments later, as she ascended into heaven, she saw rows of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they, too, were whipped with thorny lashes.
"Wait a minute," said the writer. "This is just as bad as hell!"
If you're a writer, you're a writer. You're going to keep writing whether you succeed or not. And it's that unfaltering dedication that makes you succeed. If you don't make it in this life, maybe you'll succeed in heaven? But what if - like me - you don't believe in heaven and hell? Well.....you'll just have to make it before you die!