Apparently some people find the art of writing simple. For me it is a labour of love. A war waged with the white of the paper and I am armed only with a simple writing implement and pure determination. Ideas multiple and many come to me during the day and night. These inspirations can be both a blessing and a curse. Fuel to force me on and distractions from my current path.
Yet to have the passion to keep forging the words into something mailable, something real...that is the mission that keeps me going. It will be a battle to the death and a love affair for an eternity.
