challenge

For me, writing, is a journey of search and discovery: The next word or phrase; choice of direction to go and its flow. Blending ideas in some symbiotic prose.
Such a wide open landscape to both create and follow. Set free or dig in deep and wallow.
Sometimes it's an easy drift. While another time its moment to moment, somewhat a battle. Herding cats apposed to cattle.
Most the time I have no idea what is next. I don't have an outline or goal. No planned path or objective.  Rather subjective.
It is work. A challenge which for myself, seems rather paramount. An art form that has mostly been bred, the last couple of years. I had dabbled with it before but, drawing, painting, dancing and singing, were more prominently, my artistic pursuits.
I got hooked into it slowly. A challenge arose from an artistic and pregnant friend. She wanted to create a story for her soon to be child and asked me if I wanted to help her? Yes. I jumped right in.
What fun. I ended up writing 8 childrens books, publishing 2 of them. They were all fiction and fun.
This action coincided with a whole different challenge in my life. That of telepathy. A reality that sprang into my consciousness many years ago, but suddenly I saw a purpose in writing a book on the subject. 
Around 8 months later, I published it too. This one, non-fiction. Doing so is where the hook, caught me.
Writing now has become my wonderful new art form.