I have a small room complete with computer and printer and telephone, i call it my office but its just a small room off of my kitchen. When I am in here the world goes away and I am left alone with my thoughts. From those thoughts come dreams and other lives. I use my senses to write, it can be the smell of a cinnamon candle burning or the sweet smell of a good perfume. Then again it could be a really good love song thats playing softly in the back ground. But this is my time. My time to shut out the world and leave it all behind. How I am feeling at the monent plays on what mood my charactors will be in. I try to write at least twenty pages a day and there are days it happens smoothly and others where it doesnt. But its all good if you just let yourself free to feel and sense and believe in what your writing.
