Why is writing so stressful? Is it because it's a creative endeavor that reaches in and grabs the rawest parts of ourselves? Is it because we face rejection in hundreds of forms every step of the way, from agents to publishers to readers? Is it the solitary nature of the job, where lack of sunlight and no social interaction from day to day is the norm?
As for me this month, I'm feeling way too insecure to share the details of my endless list of insecurities. So how about this? Tell me something GOOD that is happening for you right now, whether writing-related or not, and I will celebrate with you today.
Cyber hugs all around.
I'm holding on for dear life.