This was originally at Finding Why and written for entrepreneurs in general. That was before I realized my mission was to help authors.
That’s a bit like describing drowning as “you’ll have trouble breathing.”
Here’s the truth:
There will be days when the only reason you don’t turn in your Writer’s Badge in a miasma of frustration, anger, and disgust is because you can’t find the flipping phone number of whoever takes the “I Surrender!” calls, and that’s because you can’t bear to crawl out from under the covers to go look for it.
Y’know, like yesterday.
Then sleep, with its magical power to strip us of reason and pour beautiful dreams back into our souls, will gently wipe away the smudges and push you out the door to do it all again.
Y’know, like today.