Two years ago around this time, my life started to get back on track from all the mess that I was dealing with in 2015 and early 2016, and as things started to clear up, something completely unexpected began to occur. A story line began to form in my thoughts. It was intermittent at first and very distant, so I didn't realize what was happening. Then as more and more of my attention began to draw toward it, it became clearer. I could almost hear it. Over time I began to listen to it-- it was a narrative, words, describing scenes. Eventually I came to understand that the story was about Roger and Mike, two characters from my GreenMount story, from almost 20 years ago. But it was NEW, taking place years later in their lives. This fascinated me, and so then, as the lines of dialogue and description grew vivid, I could SEE scenes in my mind's eye, unfolding for me.

Then I moved to Iowa and I became distracted, and I lost track of it for a while.

And I don't know precisely why, but for the past month, it's been happening again. It's the start of a sequel series to GreenMount, using some of the same characters, later in their lives. It's expanded now beyond just a single scene, into a full chapter, and today I got the second one. It's more richly plotted and compelling than anything in the original series, and it feels _urgent_.

I WANT to write this! It's GOOD.

My problem is that I've had writer's block for so long and so completely that I can't even RP anymore. The actual act of sitting down and writing the words is so difficult for me, nearly impossible. It's psychologically painful. I can't sit still for longer than ten minutes at a time with writing for years. So I haven't really started.

So I'm not sure how to handle this. This is a quality story, and it's coming together beautifully, like weaving a tapestry of lives into a cloth full of intricate patterns of vivid colors and shapes. I have to find a way to do this before it gets away.