How much effort could it take to write down a few words? Clearly a lot, since I'm five days behind on my novel.
But I guess writing is more than just a deadline.
Writing is freedom. The sweet sound of typing. The pressure from punching keys making my nail polish flake off. Bringing a blank page alive with words. Being enclosed in your own little bubble of thoughts. That feeling when the inspiration hits, when your mind is racing and your blood pumping and all you need in that moment is a pen and paper.