wpid-20140411_210242.jpgI need to write. I NEED TO WRITE. It’s my first and most loved creative passion, and although I’ve been warming up to writing again with this blog, it’s been over a year now since I’ve had a real handwritten book on the go. That’s probably the longest span of writers block I’ve had since the age of 5. There is something sacred about pen on paper that a keyboard can never match. So tonight I’m cracking into a brand new book, with a fresh blank page, and I’m letting my heart spill out, maybe even with some tears because sometimes to be happy you need to have a good cry to wash away the sad stuff.