It's funny. Now in my middle age, I've found a new love. No, Mike and I are still going strong, don't worry. My new love I suspect is a pure one like my love for gymnastics. I did it for fun and always tried my hardest but never had aspirations to be the best in the world. If I happened to become an elite then so be it, but it was the journey that I enjoyed. Interestingly (at least to me), I didn't like competing though I did well in them. My dream was to be in a gym all to myself with no coach telling me what to do and no pressure to learn and perfect routines.
With writing I have that same feeling.
I never had that feeling with songwriting. Each song I squeezed out was a painful process of self doubt and writer's block. I envied songwriters who said they could write 2 songs a week, and in fact, I didn't believe them. "They must be horrible," I thought. Who could write a good song in 3.5 days? Not me!
I realize now that those people loved the process. They were probably like I am now with novel writing where I can't wait to get up in the morning and start working on my latest project. When one is done I immediately start on another if only to hone my skill. I might never be the best in the world, but that's OK, because like gymnastics I try my hardest and love the process. In the end it's the journey that's your life.