Deep thoughts late at night

In the name of craft, I've taken it upon myself to make an attempt to follow in the footsteps of some of my heroes: Hemingway, Carver, Dad. Instead of being moved to write or being overcome with inspiration, I find myself having these late night pseudo-intellectual introspective conversations about things like religion and philosophy and being moved. And really, I think this poster really sums it all up. Now that I feel resolved perhaps I can get back to the writing of things I will never let anyone read.