How do you write?
Even with blue skies and wonderful 80 degree weather, my mind required me to sit and purge.
I feverishly wrote for ten hours, word after word, paragraph after paragraph, page after page. When those sort if writing typhoons hit me it doesn’t feel like me. In fact, sometimes when I go back and retread the words, I swear I was taken over by a poltergeist. At least it is one that can write!