Motivation, the thing that gets you started in the morning. That little voice in the back of your head that makes you itch for that pen, or keyboard. It’s the reason you write and comes in many forms. My motivation, my daughter, my dream of becoming a published writer, that enjoyment and freedom that comes with knowing I did it. It’s how I keep going after sleep begs to wrap me in its warm embrace.
Inspiration, the thing that fills you with the need to fill those pages. That happy Muse who sings to you, whispering the words in your ear. It’s the abundance of ideas that keep you up long into the night. My inspiration, my daughter, my horrors, my nightmares, my loves, my passions, the happy chipmunk outside my window, everything I come across. It’s how I keep going after all else is hopeless.
Time, the thing that lets you get the words out. That joyful period where you can completely throw yourself in your writing. It’s the thing you never seem to have enough of. My time, is limited, spoken for, hard to come by, golden. It’s why I push hard against sleep at night and wake well before the sun each day.
Motivation, inspiration and time. These three things you need to write, these three things may be hard to come by. What motivates and inspires you and how/where do you find the time?