Have you ever looked over the edge of a cliff, just to see what’s down there?

This SON story has stomped a mud-hole in my guts, and has given me untold amounts of grief. I’m up one minute, down the next. I have it, I don’t have it. I have never worked so hard on a story as I have on this one. Just when I think it’s ok, certain people keep pushing me.

Not to mention me pushing myself.

Just when the path seems closed, I get some new spark that ignites the creativity in me. I think this story has been this hard for a reason. I think that it’s a good one, too.

I’d like to hope that people care if I finish this or not. I’d like to hope that people are actually excited to see something new from me.

I’m getting closer.