Why the woods? Because I'm in them. Not lost exactly but all the picnic benches are wet and I can't sit down. But I'm not worried. I know the woods won't eat me. And yes I came back. Sometimes all paths lead home.
I am a writer working towards finishing my first novel. I've had success, enough to convince me I can do this, but procrastination and lack of discipline has got in the way. Discussing this with other people hasn't helped. Now I'm going to try discussing this with myself.