Have you ever been so in the zone while writing that you looked at your clock and went, crap it’s been four hours? Yeah, I love those days when the words just flow and you can tell it’s amazing stuff flying out of your fingers. I like to call it the writer’s high. Now sometimes that flow gets interrupted by things like dinner plans or obligations to go out with friends….
Really though, I love them all but sometimes I want to be like NOOOO can’t leave, magic happening!
Does this ever happen to you?