I first became aware of content suppression in my young adult writing years. The story flowed from an inner source I didn’t question, though, in retrospect, I took for granted. When the stream of consciousness became stale instead of illuminating, I focused on perfecting my craft and found a densely woven code of warning signs I could not crack. So I backed away from creative writing and devoted my life to running a gym and coaching, using endless checklists, lesson plans, motivational articles, and project planning and development to keep my writing alive. But then I encountered more warning…