I love what I do.

A few months ago, I started freelance editing and proofreading for independent authors. This is incredibly rewarding. For some strange reason, I find joy in helping indie authors. I think it comes from the part of me that is naturally nurturing; I like for people to succeed.

I have been very busy with jobs lately, and my only regret is that I haven’t had time to work on my own writing. I don’t see this as a bad thing, though. I see it as an opportunity to grow as a writer. Every manuscript I work on challenges me to think.

How would I write that? 

How can this sentence or paragraph be improved?

I like what the author did here… 

I love what I do; however, at heart I am a writer. A writer is compelled to write. Some day, I’m going to have to return to my own writing.

I think that time is now.