Past events have taught that when I start to write for a person or event that inspires me, it lasts for a few days or weeks and then tapers to nothing. However, in defiance of that past logic I have been writing now for 6 or 7 months. The oddest part is this, instead of tapering off I seem to be writing more and more. There is no end in sight at this point. I am not wanting to write but I need to write. It overwhelms me at times as words run through my head. Best part is the inspiration that makes it enjoyable.