There are many days when I feel successful in my writing: adding 2, 958 words in one day, making it into a contest, reworking a section of my ms leaving it far superior to its previous version, getting a request from an agent, writing THE END on a project, the list is long. These are the days when I'm floating along with the rest of the writers out there. Ascending higher in the craft and hopefully my writing life.
Then, something happens.
It could be a rejection, writer's block, a sick child, reading 2, 958 success stories from fellow writers, losing a chunk of unsaved writing, lack of sleep, not getting into that contest, life-sucking co-workers, negative feedback, a crappy soccer game, questioning the merit of my writing, another rejection, the list is long. Often, it seems like this deflated feeling won't leave, making it impossible to rise up off the ground. I know it can't last forever. Knowing doesn't help.
So what helps you? What do you do when you find yourself here? How do you lift your spirits?
I hope I can return the favor :)