I have had ups and downs when it comes to writing (& life). I have stared at a blank page wondering what will fill the space and I have written 20+ pages in one sitting, words just flowing right out with ease.
As I start writing my first novel, I have struggled on the direction it is taking (not what I was expecting), or I get sidetracked and poetry comes out instead. Through it all I just keep plugging away. Everyday is different and so is my writing. I will never stop doing this, for it is my dream. So I will enjoy soaring or just sitting perched waiting for the words once again.