Currently in my covers with a pile of clothes (fresh,) books, and my note pad. I refrained from noting my actual thoughts on here for a while for numerous reasons but, I feel like it is time to get back in the swing of things.
My writing session tonight was a tough one, it is hard to just sit down and just write. I used to be the type to say "I'll write when I have a burst of inspiration or if I am in the mood." I soon found out that - that way of work, will never work. My writing session was difficult simply because of the depth it was asking for, mentally I did not feel "in the mood" but when it is calling out for it - there's no turning back.
Through the process of the writing session, I am slowly realising that family play a huge part of what I have to say, and it won't rest until it is all out.
I dunno man, it is just really hard. But hey, nobody said it was going to be easy.