My writing office has taken over. I no longer have control. I squeeze myself to my keyboard which is surrounded by pop cans, bible, nail cream, organizer, magazines, important mail, address labels, a storyboard, cups of pens and markers, a box of tissues, phone, a bowl of stale popcorn, lists...
I cannot think in this chaos. Yet, this is when I can allow my fingers to fly across the keyboard without worrying about editing, or getting every word just right. I don't look around, I keep my eyes focused on the monitor, and give free rein to my brain. I don't have to think. I just have to write.
And the story flows....
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