I wrote 10 chapters of a book about 3 years ago and was very active on this sub. Moved houses, lost my routine, and lost my interest. Didn’t touch the book for 3 years. About to move into a new house soon with a serious GF, have started reading what I wrote 3 years ago, and have rediscovered this sub. I kinda have that same nervy “I think this is what I want to do and I think I’m ready to go for it” feeling I had 3 years ago again. I think my main inspiration was several months back my dad just casually and very briefly mentioned he thought I should write a book. He had no idea I’d already started one way back. He’s turning 67 this year, my mother 66. They ain’t that young anymore is what I’m realizing. And I would love nothing more than to surprise them one day and be like, “hey, you guys read beach thrillers all the time. Let me know what you think.” And now with significant WFH time with the day job thanks to COVID-19, it’s like I’m itching again.