There is something about conquering that blank page with an unruffled mind. Family life, work, bills, making sure everyone is fed and breathing, tends to clog up the mind. You know what that does to a writer, weighs them down with muck they have to shovel out of the way, to get into the writing zone.
For me, filming and writing amongst the trees, breathing in the crisp air somehow makes those ruffles flatten out a bit. It makes lifelong dreams surface freely. Clarity and a burning desire to succeed is stoked in this atmosphere. Inching a little closer, I feel like I stoked the creative coals today. Now if that editing gremlin would leave me alone until I get the words down. Here is what I caught while venturing.
With much love,