Feeding the beast, one finger at a time...

[jack_babalon]

Some nights the pages flow off the fingers with the ease of a long needed drink. Some nights though, you have to wrestle for a single word and every sentence is a mile of barbwire to belly-crawl through. Still, inspiration can only get you so far before you realize that it is by the cold road of endurance alone that we can adequately map the mystery.