Writing is my biggest struggle.
It may be because it means so much to me, but I am never satisfied with my writing. I simply do not believe I have achieved what I should in my writing. I continue to study with great teachers, and hope I will have enough time to develop something of which I can be proud. That is a long way off, but I derive joy from the attempt. As long as I am diligently working at it, that is enough for me.
My biggest challenge in writing is overcoming a problem of my own making. I started life writing all the time. I did not write because I wanted to be a writer, I wrote because I had to. Then, when my first child was on the way, I realized I needed to leave my life as an artist and get a real job. For me, that meant becoming a professor. It also meant my writing suffered.