Writing. Through thick and thin. The other CB is right: you have to do it anywhere, everywhere and all the time. There is no such thing as perfect writing conditions. Fu that shu.
The reason I bring this up is because I’m living in far less than ideal writing conditions, and by this I mean emotional. It’s hard to write miserable; it really is. But that doesn’t matter; it really doesn’t.
So writing is to be a train in the night, plowing through bad weather, marching without skipping its rhythm, its headlight illuminating the not too distant future.
Keep on writing keep on writing keep on writing goes the train. (7/5)