I'm not sure I agree with this bit, Alvin. The last time I drank a pint of whiskey, I lost all recollection of the evening except the police got involved and a former yakuza member holding my head over a bin while I puked my guts out. I was just a teenager then but I still recall the hangover being something else.....

But I agree with the rest of it. The starving writer archetype needs to die. If nothing else, because it persuades people to underpay writers since "you guys do it all for love, right?"