Mind you, I'm not buying it a'tall (I'm more the Marcus Brody type, I fear -- lost in her own museum, indeed), but I do look smashingly dashing in a fedora, if I may be so bold as to quote others on the subject.
You sit down. You tell a story. You do it any damn way it comes out that works consistently for you. You hope people like it. You hope people pay you for it. You do it again. And again. That's all I got. Zen and the Art of Writer Maintenance. You can cheer me on and I can cheer you on, but in the end? In the end it's down to how you get your getting done, done. So get it done.