I came across an article by Mark Manson yesterday about what you really want in life. Everyone has an answer to that question, but Mason flips it on his head by asking the question differently.
The thing that I find so interesting about this idea is that for those of us who really pour our hearts and souls into our art, it really can be a struggle, but when you're in the struggle it is so hard to see the forest from the trees. This really puts things into perspective, questions if what we do is really worth doing.
Stereotypes of artists include being poor, living in a never ending alcoholic binge, sleeping in a less than ideal environment and trying not to starve. These, like most stereotypes, are wildly exaggerated, but not completely off base.
Does the dream justify the suffering? Does the suffering validate the dream come true?
The question that I now face is, how do I define my suffering? I know the feelings, I know what causes the suffering, but how do I put it to words. That is my next writing exercise, define why I suffer.