The desire to write has been growing over the last 6 months. Last time I created an album I vowed that I would never do it again; I would only work on individual tracks. The process of creating A Gorgeous Plan in 2013 was 30% elation and 70% hard work but the experience of releasing it was 100% soul destroying. Now, more than four years later, I think I've either grown or hardened enough to put myself through it again and attempt to create my sixth album.
Why? Because I can't bear not to. Because I have to grow as an artist. Because it won't go away. Because I have things I want to express. Because I want a body of work I can feel proud of. Because I know I have it in me. Because of the happiness I know will come from creating it. In spite of the heartbreak I fear will come from releasing it. Because this is me, and it always has been. Because exploring my demons through my art is healthier than entertaining them.
This isn't quite the beginning of the journey; I've been collecting my thoughts for a number of months. But now I have the time to begin in earnest. And I'm not certain I will finish, but I will have fun trying.