5) Imposter Syndrome. My lord am I riddled with self-doubt. And if I’m honest (which, ugh, do I have to be), part of that self-doubt comes from ego. This is a me problem, and I’m working on it, okay? I promise I receive the feedback my critique group and beta readers provide with an open mind and gratitude. I just struggle with myself not being immediately perfect and living up to outrageous internal expectations that scream that if I can’t do it the best, I shouldn’t do it at all. I try to combat this by remembering why I started writing this: I think it’s fun.

4) ADHD. Need I say more?

3) Editing. One day, I will break the habit of trying to edit as I write (or worse revise) and focus on just getting the words on the page. 

2) Pain. Migraines and spinal stenosis aren’t compatible with writing.

1) Routine/Discipline. This ties in to number four. When my kids are with me, their routine is the most important, and mine goes out the window. Then when they’re with their dad, I try to cram all the stuff that fell by the wayside into that time. And it’s too much.