There are jobs and then there is writing. I’ve been thinking that one of the hardest things about being a writer is creating the discipline to work on your own without a boss telling you when,where and what, to continue on without a paycheck (for years sometimes), to keep going without the company of co-workers, and to make your writing career into a job - something you show up for every day.
I’m thinking about all this today because I’ve just sent the latest and final draft of my novel off to my agent (cross your fingers people that in this economy there are still editors buying books) and next week I go back to teaching. My job! I’m given a room, co-workers and students, a paycheck. A time to arrive and a time to leave. And I’m really good at this, never late, always on time, and (after all this time in a room by myself feeling cranky) really, really cheerful to see other people.
I have no advice for you on all this, but sometimes it’s enough to just have the difficulty of a quest/ journey/task acknowledged. So know that you have company as you sit there in your writing room feeling cranky.