Somedays, the tick-tock of my day makes me want to quit writing. Quit revising. Take my WIPs, throw them in a drawer, and walk away. It's not that I'm tired of them, and it's certainly not that I've lost the desire. It's just that time gets to me.
I just can't find enough, and sometimes, I get so jealous of those with it. Now for those who know me, they know I dedicate every spare minute I can to my writing. But even doing that leaves me with so little time, that it can get very discouraging.
So who, or what, gets me through it?
(No, it's not Spider-Man)
It's the writers in the same boat as me. The writers coaching their kid's teams. The writers who work full time at their day jobs, whatever that job may be. The writers at home taking care of their kids. The writers who refuse to miss out on their family's lives. The writers who find time, when it appears to most that it's just not there.
So to those that fight to find a few minutes everyday, keep going.