Alcohol, gambling, hard drugs, they are all destructive in nature. Writing and other creative activities are, in constrast, productive. Certainly, you could get so absorbed that you neglect necessary obligations (or to eat and wash), but any hobby or occupation contains a seed of that danger.
Then again, I don't get those adrenaline or endorphine rushes when writing. There are feelings of relief and satisfaction, but nothing yet that I would call primal or very raw. Which is a shame. I think I'd like that!
Alcohol, before I freed myself from it, was initially a way to deal with anxiety. Writing, on the other hand, is a source of anxiety, so for me, they are on opposite ends of the spectrum. The escapist element is something they may share, though.
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