My writing process normally begins with a hot cup of tea. This likely sounds odd but I'm a twenty-something American woman and my mind is a very very busy place, I am constantly worrying about bills, about whether or not my son will know everything he needs to know before starting school and even whether or not I'll see my husband more than once this year. I'm thinking about the last story I read, the last movie I saw, about the joke my toddler was so proud to tell me about all kinds of stuff I'd rather be doing then washing dishes. My mind is busy and I can't write, I can't write well anyway when my mind is racing like a dog at the track.
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