“Let’s say that he should go out and hang himself because he finds that writing well is impossibly difficult. Then he should be cut down without mercy and forced by his own self to write as well as he can for the rest of his life. At least he will have the story of the hanging to commence with.”
And I agree with none of them. :)
Seriously, some of these people are unduly influenced by nineteenth-century paradigms of industrialization, that you punch a clock and manufacture writing in batches of x number of words.
I don’t give the slightest sliver of fecal residue about quantity and mass production. It needs to be the correct idea, the piece of the puzzle that’s actually missing, not just a torrent of pulp to try and squish into place.
Writing can occur anywhere, at any time. It’s the realization of an idea that works for the story. Getting it into a specific sequence of words is secondary, and the easy part of the process. You first have to live in the story before you can tell other people about it.
The important thing is to explore the situation to such a depth that you’re not going to forget it when you return to the word processor. So, it’s a two-stage process. Three, if you count all the rewriting.