Charlotte's Lair

Tick, tick, tick, tock

On the way to work this morning I was imagining the world my main character lived in. It was almost as if I was there in that alien world. It was awesome! Too bad I was driving and not writing, grrrr.

Sometimes writing is like living in my favorite world but often the words come out like barbed wire on bare flesh. Either way, escape is limited.

I wonder what other people think about when driving to work? Is it getting ready for the days work? Preparation is natural, I think. But, it is also natural for daydreamers and writers to prepare their life away. Shucks, what would I know about anything!