dark age days

I am female, in my fifties, and attempting to learn to write again, as well as pull myself out of a rut I’ve fallen into due to illness.  I was last known to be  writing prose poetry and short fiction, even working on a novel.  At this point, I’m interested more in finding a  daily, working drive,  and hope that I might shape everyday entries into small, biographical narratives or memoir.  I am looking for friends, teachers, and any artists or writers who find their creative work necessary to happiness.  I plan to actively read the writing in other blogs, and hope there will be readers here to advise or comment for any reason, if possible, on my writing.  Community, beauty, truth and humor are things I look for in each day.  I move moment to moment.  Sometimes moments are repeated.  Sometimes a moment is a lifetime.