Wouldn’t you just love to be able to drop everything, escape to an isolated cabin in the woods, and spend day and night working on your latest writing project until it’s finally finished?
It’s the dream. No distractions. No excuses. Only words.
I used to picture what life would be like when this finally became my “normal.” After all, isn’t that one of a writer’s many luxuries — having a quiet, distraction-free place to go when an idea comes calling?
I don’t know about you. But I learned the hard way that’s not exactly how writing as an adult works.
It turns out writers have just as much to deal with on a daily basis as everyone else. Friends, family drama, errands, meals — all the stressors that come with being a grown-up, except you also have to write. Or, you want to write. Maybe a little bit of both.
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