Not everyone will "get" your work. Move the hell on.
Not everyone will like your work. Move the hell on.
Some will love your work. Move the hell on.
Most will not care about your work, as most will never see your work. Move the hell on.
Eighteen million other people are having the same idea you are having right now. Write the damn thing and move the hell on.
Readers don't give the least interested damn whether you were inspired to write or not. Put the pinafore and petticoat down and move the hell on.
If given the chance to write or have sex, write. This will give the appearance of aloofness, leading to even better reclamation sex. We're kidding. Take your clothes off and stop burning daylight.
If a thousand copies of your book sell in a day, praise all the gods most high. If a single copy of your book sells in a day, praise all the gods most high.
Vacuums are for floors. A book is not a message in a bottle floating aimlessly. A book is a rock loaded in a slingshot; get your target practice in.
Respect words. They have power. If you are not going to respect words, move the hell on.