I'm trying to get back to writing after not doing it for about two months (teaching, reading, trip to the West Coast, the endless needs of the house and garden, etc). I read, all in one sitting, Mule by Shane McCrae yesterday and I'm pleased to say that it made me want to write. Not in the sense of "I can do better than that" but in the sense of here is someone fitting language to experience in a way that makes me feel awake and interested and even impatient with what I've written so far.
The plan is to start small, start badly, but to start. In the words of Dr. Seuss, "Maybe you can, too. I think you ought to try."