All work makes Jack a dull boy.

We all know that one.

Writing shouldn’t be a chore, it should be an act of passion, an act of love.

That doesn’t mean it won’t be hard, can’t be work, but it must come from a near pathological need to tell the tall tale.

Pain can be suffered by both writer and character, can multiply, and run away with itself for protagonist and creator of the prose…

Art is a struggle, a balance between the voices in your head and the limiting speed with which you can type them out and give them life.

The desire to create doesn’t come without sacrifice, without pain and immense frustration, but nothing can reflect to the world if it hasn’t been written.

The great, the good, the charlatans too, all agree that to be a writer you MUST write!

A simple maxim to state, at times a hard one to live.

If new ones won’t come, read, rinse, and improve those that are already there.

And that boys and girls is where I am now.

Read, rinse and repeat!

An old joy has been found; new words may follow…

Stay safe, keep the faith, and remain sane!