It never ceases to amaze me that my brain keeps coming up with new scenes although my schedule is too saturated to write. It's during those moments that I miss editing my previous work where my mind decides to give me a present. At times, the scenes come in gentle waves, but at others, they push their need to be written all the way to my fingertips or threaten to prevent me from concentrating on whatever it is that's keeping me occupied.
I smile at those times, grab a pen, and write.
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