My day is used up with work that pays my bills and my nights don’t allow for much writing time either. The only time I really have to commit to writing is the one hour in the morning. I agonize over the pittance that I can write, but I know that my commitment to continuing will eventually pay off and I’ll get there.
Like the cornball that I am, I found a quote I rather like and reminds me of the Hunger Games, but that’s most likely because of the arrow part. Either way, it’s a good quote and inspiring of sorts.
I also have an incredibly strong urge to keep going. The story is really propelling me forward, I know the characters so well now, I feel like I could have an imaginary tea party with all of them.
Most likely that is the sign of going ’round the bend, but what a lovely way to burn. Like Alice, I’m going to take my own advice, for once, and keep writing.