Most authors have been through dark periods in their lives. I'm going through one now. I fear the chronic spinal pain I live with is getting the better of me. Since 2012 (when I stopped working professionally due to my disability, I've completed no stories. The pain and depression seem to have strangled my creativity and passion. But, then I look at my role models. My mom raised myself and my three brothers largely by herself. My dad had schizophrenia which made him more of a burden than an aid in helping her. Did I ever mention that she was blind and deaf? All of her sons became professionals outstanding in their fields. One of my brothers led the team in one of the US military camps in Afghanistan ensuring that US soldiers never had to worry about any computer networking issues. Another brother is a top-level consultant on water flow (I tease him that he's a "plumber," but he's so much more than that) at the big nuclear plant in Tennessee. We owe so much of who we are today to the example my mom set for us. It is for that reason that it is tearing me apart that I might not be able to move towards becoming a professional author. So, once more unto the breach. I fling my body once more upon the machine (the effort to become an author) which has chewed and torn me and spat me out in the past. I'm not sure when obstinance becomes insanity. I hope I've not moved past that point. But, I cannot walk this path alone. I need someone to hash ideas out with. My spinal injury has largely left me house-bound. Once or twice a week, I gather sufficient resolve to do grocery shopping. I desperately need a writers' group, but one which meets online - one in which I can discuss the progress I've made and what I'm stuck on. This thread will be that place.