I quit smoking, and it's driving me mad. All I want to do is smoke a million cigarettes right in a row right now. But, seriously, did quitting smoking (for those of you who have) change your writing in any way? I just rewrote the ending of a piece to include the craving of nicotine. Normally, this is where I would light up and give it a read. But I don't even care. I just want a cigarette. Not only my own work but for anything, I really like to smoke and read. I feel like all I can write about is wanting a cigarette. Everything sucks.