Sometimes, you realize, you’re in this alone. You and only you can fix this thing.
It’s great when the writing is going well. You’re a god! You’re amazing! You can do anything!
But when things aren’t going well, you realize how alone you are in this and that nothing, no one can save you now. And you sort of hate everybody because they don’t know and they can’t help you and you stop asking because there is no way to fix it.
You just sit here and think, There has got to be an easier way. I must be doing this all wrong.
But there is no easier way. Everybody knows that. You just have to pull yourself up and sit down and start over. Again and again and again. Until you get it right.