I love writing away from my desk, sipping hot coffee at a crowded cafe, overlooking the mountains from a desk on the 4th floor of the Salt Lake City library, or surrounded by books at a bookstore... But yesterday I found myself typing away in the Toyota service waiting area. Next to a guy slurping strawberry yogurt.
No wonder I added a few extra explosions to the scene I was working on!
38,665 words written--and now I'm off to bake Thanksgiving pies. Tomorrow I'll type away while my turkey roasts, but at least that smells a whole lot better than bright pink strawberry yogurt.