Backed up

🥴 I was feeling off. Kind of bloated in the head, mouth, and throat.

Then I realized I hadn’t thought, said, or written anything for a couple of hours. There was a word backup.

So I opened my mouth and jettisoned words non-stop for twenty-five minutes.

When I was done, there was quite a big pile of words on the floor. I swept them up and shifted them into the empty pages of a notebook.

Then I shook up the book and mailed it to my literary agent.