Writing is difficult for me, even on the best days. It’s funny to me because I write so much crap on Facebook and elsewhere that comes so easily, but when I’m writing for me, it’s hard.
Right now I’m in the “barf it out” stage of something that’s been bouncing around my head for awhile, and while I can write certain things with clarity, there are the in-between bits that have notations like “blahblah describe blahblah” and “put in the part about the thing with the stuff here” and “oh crap, this is going to need to be changed.”
It’s really really difficult for me to stop judging my own writing long enough to get it out on the page, but I’m working on that. It’s true that we must suffer to be beautiful.