Today I was daydreaming about Jericho thinking in depth about a story I'm working on when WHAM! the layout for an entire story smacks me. An entire plot, guys, with details, even.
Me: Thanks brain! You roxxors! But, I should finish this last bit of another story first. The ending is giving me trou---
Brain: HERE U GO, OP.
Me: omg, BRILL. That's exactly what I was trying to come up with. ILU, brain.
Brain: I am lovable. Here's some good wording for that ending. Get to typing, sister.
Me: Let's race! YAY.
Tomorrow will be a disaster, writing-wise. I'll be all, "Moar lightning bolts, plz" and my head will be all, "Only self-doubts for you!"
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