vocation

The writer did that job because just couldn't do anything else. To stop writing was impossible.

It was not a thing about desire, it was a duty, a painful duty.

Writing was the only way to clean the soul of so many demons.

"To do something because you have to, so simple and terrible like that", used to the writer say.

But what it was hard to understand was the reason why the reader was there. He could choose something that the writer couldn´t. He could close his eyes or simply go and not reading anymore. But he didn't do that.

The writer knew that not even getting inside the reader's mind (an impossible thing, by the way) could be able to understand the reader's deepest thoughts.