Sometimes I curl up in a cozy corner, hands wrapped ‘round a steaming coffee mug. I shut out the world, letting my mind wander. Random thoughts flit and flicker. Words spring to life, forming images. Images swirl and morph framing a plot. Characters argue amongst themselves, snagging my attention, claiming their role.
I love when I can enjoy some time in a cozy corner as worlds are born from the fertile soil of my mind.
Do you have a special place where your some times happen?