A writer, eh?
You seem to have considered this prettily thoroughly; you come to me with determination in your stance.
It never hurts, though, to have a second perspective.
A check-list, then, to get you on your way:
Necessities for THE WRITER
-abstraction, elitist and hermetic
-anti-social addictions and behaviour: nicotine is a must, alcoholism is tested and true, but, for my money, opiates are due an imminent come-back
-melancholic disposition, coupled with pseudo-legitimate mental disorder(s)
-self-conscious posturing, initially best practiced alone
-queer politics: used to be, you could be a Maoist, though, nowadays, the Dark Enlighten –
What? What do you mean, none of that has anything to do with “the craft?” You think being a writer, it comes out of actually writing? Like some sort of emergent label?
You’ve got it all wrong, friend! Can’t you see, it’s McLuhan-esque! The whole package, it’s a performance! The trick of it, it’s about getting people, not all people, certainly, but enough to pay the tab, it’s about getting them to fall for the fantasy, to buy in!
You have to charm them with your attractive vulnerability, your potent phthisis, picking up on their own desires for a sensual enervation.
You have to become that idealised insubstantial!
Then, then you’ll have them, have them by the score and, vampiric, you’ll feed off their collective desires, enriching yourself to sustain your dissolution.
That’s what being a Writer is all about! Actually writing, well, that’s maybe third or fourth in order of actual importance!