It comes when it does and that’s all there is to it. There’s no discipline or daily timed trained ritual to follow through. It’s better when I let it come of its own accord instead of forcing it. On occasion it sputters out of me, other times it takes work–both are satisfying in their own way. (There’s also a lot of disappointments.)
There are a number of people I can bring it up with, but very few who value and appreciate me sharing details.
It’s a serious business but there’s a fair amount of humor to it– sometimes, it’s real shitty, sometimes its just a lot of gas.
Shit happens, so does my writing.