I have a story brewing in my heart and my mind. I go to sleep with it and I wake up with images, conversations and characters to write. It feels so powerful that I am almost hesitant to write it. I've lost many stories by way of hesitation, fear of judgment and criticism. But I'm going to write this storm of a story and release it sometime next year . . . If that is when it wishes to be born. Sometimes a story is like a baby, it comes when it is ready.