I’m reading Nobody Wants To Read Your Sh*t.
(Just realized that sentence is ironic.)
Page 127 includes a line about the adventure of writing a novel:
“You can’t write 290 pages, or 380, or 976 and not have it alter you.”
That’s true of any creative act done in quantity.
It’s probably true of anything done in quantity.
And it’s a pretty good reason to do something in quantity.