The revision of two posts earlier has transformed into a loooonnnnggggg piece about birth abuse/trauma/rape. I don't know where it came from or is coming from, but I am being driven to write about this. I haven't in a long time, haven't had anyone come along talking about it necessarily, but it's just coming out of my fingers.
So, I am working on it, but it's taking time. I write a little, stop to think/process, then write some more. I keep sighing and Sarah asks what is wrong. I tell her it's just a heavy piece I'm writing. As I research, I am reading all sorts of yucky things about assault, battery, rape and then birth Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (aka Post-Traumatic Birth Disorder). Not zippy, happy topics, no matter from which angle you look at it. It's hard, sometimes, to remember that birth isn't always so happy.
I'm not on another writing strike; just taking time to write this piece (unnamed at the moment). Thanks for your patience!