Sweating and stressing over the fact that:
Writers who renege on promises are too busy making stuff happen!
I’m not ever going to be “perfect” so I aim for getting “better”
Remembering the unfortunate demise of Trayvon Martin- haven’t said or done enough to provoke change in AMERICA!
Sorted fresh white uniforms from their wash and recited “how do I bid thee adieu!”
Making connections with informed tweeters-
Knowing my keyboard sucks and the dire need to purchase another STAT!
Finished story for another submission & hating I missed first round -fee varies
Hmmm, wonder if other writers enter submission contests asking for fees?
Returning to the one truism as a human and writer: I’m not perfect, so this is my pity party- find your own!
Reading The Pursuit Of Happiness by David G. Myers, PH.D.
Making writing concessions and asking
How do you keep it moving when your “writer” frustrations reach a breaking point?