I finally got back to work on my work-in-progress. I feel good that I moved forward, though I don't know how good the actually writing is. I was just staring at the papers, thinking how do I start? Then I picked them up, I read a couple pages back to recall where in the story this was, and I just started. I'm trying not to worry about creating beautiful prose right now, I'm just trying to get the story from point A to point B. The more I write, the more I feel good about writing, about what I'm creating. The more I write, the more I want to write. It's a circle and I hope to stay on track.