It’s incredibly easy to forget what a gift it is to love writing. When we feel stuck, or when a project stalls out, or when we’re overwhelmed with self-doubt, the last thing we’re thinking about is how grateful we are for writing.
Usually, in those moments, we’re thinking about what a pain it is. We’re thinking about how difficult writing feels, how untalented we are, how silly and pointless writing can be.
Maybe you focus on how long the road is (“I’ll never get published at this rate!”) or how much you still have to learn (“I know nothing about character building!”), but how often do you fill up on simple gratitude for your writing life?
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