the itch

I'm trying to do this more. Fingers flashing across the keyboard. Letters become words. Words grouped together become sentences. An idea gets expressed. Hopefully, an emotional response is achieved by the reader (that's of course assuming you actually have a reader).
I go through phases. Productivity goes up and down more than an elevator. Right now I am starting to feel the beginning of a role.
I was fortunate enough to have had a significant role while painting earlier this year. The more I focus and produce, the less luck will have to do with it.
It's a rare thing but I need to intensify this itch. Push the boundaries and create a full fledged rash.