“Ding” sounds the margin bell, helping the word-slinger acknowledge it is time to give a lusty push on the carriage return bar of the typewriter, thus not to let the words fall off the edge of the page. Rejecting pause she keeps on typing, as there is unquestionably no indications of slowing down or shortfall in stride or procreation. A hint of a pleasing aroma amuses her nose from the coffee that lies in her “Life is Good” captioned mug. Ice cold. With all intentions of contentedly sipping, after it had cooled down a bit, she placed it upon the coffee table and there is dwells, dismissed from her mind as she rejects all other encompassing senses and obligations. She tenaciously advances her attack. Punching each key, setting into motion the sequence of letters, into words, into sentences, into a culmination of emotion driven intoxication!
She lets out a sigh as she relaxes all of her limbs and muscles as she falls back into her chair. Letting the anxiety and discomfort leak into her soul as she now realizes that she must……. proof read and go through the brutal gauntlet, of the persecuting editing phase of a writers work! LOL
Anyone ever feel like this?
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