Some days, I ask myself, “Why do I do this?” You know. Writing.
The pay is pretty bad, I frequently stay up late cranking out just a few more words, and then a review appears that makes you question everything. It’s then I realize I don’t have to do this. I could just… stop.
Yeah, that’s not going to happen. I love it too much. Besides, every day I write, I get just a little bit better.