My fingers are a tad out of condition. I need to build up the calluses on the ends of my fingers once again.
I still have the five songs that I wrote last summer that I play every once in a while to remember how they go. All but one of them are in need of lyrics.
Today, I played through those songs and then thought I'd see if another song was yearning to spout forth from within. And one did. :) It still needs to be developed, of course. But, it felt nice inside to have a new expression come to the surface.
Now, it's back to the writing, (of the Gray Locke book). :)