Trying to think through the scene I’m about to write:
What the inside of my head looks like at that very moment:
What I probably look like at the same time when A. walks into Spare Oom to see what I’m up to:
When I suddenly decide maybe I need some brain food if I’m going to get anywhere:
Post-snack, back to thinking about what I should be writing:
SUDDENLY: An idea emerges!
And now I write.
That moment when A. decides to come in and check up on me again:
Kicking ass and banging that scene into shape:
Getting into the groove and hitting a damn fine word count:
Almost forgetting to save my work. ALMOST.:
Realizing I’ve been working for an hour and a half straight with no break:
Calling it a day, heading to bed:
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