We all write because we love it, that goes without saying - or does it? It's so easy to get caught up in *feeling insecure about it*. In worrying about word counts achieved and rejections to query letters received. In angsting because that chapter isn't coming out right, or because we aren't sure what path to take, publishing wise.
However, we do it because we love it. Don't we? And yes, with that comes wanting to feel that the scene is the best that it can be and that the characters are being done justice and that the paper matches what's in your head. That the story might be able to 'get out there' and be enjoyed by others and how long will it take you to get there etc etc.
I went to a 100th birthday party this week. The man in question spoke about how he started painting at school, and it's a hobby which carried him his entire life. He's sold paintings and had them displayed, but it has mostly been an interest - a LOVE. He is lucky enough to be fit enough that 2 weeks ago (at 99 and 50 weeks old) he was finishing a painting. I was awed by that, and humbled.
Dammit we may not all live to 100 and be fit enough, but the point of a hobby that lasts your lifetime and that you still get enjoyment from is a key one. I hope that I'm still making up stories in my head and inventing characters throughout my life. I hope I never lose that love.
So let's not be insecure about it. Let's remember that we love it, first and foremost.