I cried today. A lot. Something heart-wrenching happened to several of my characters. I cried so hard I thought Carey was going to wake up and ask me what was wrong, but he didn’t. Ah, yeah. It’s shaping up to be a really good day.
(When you read that link–it’s from Scientific American–substitute “writing” for “cutting your arm with a knife,” because it’s essentially the same thing).
P.S. If you’re a writer, visit So You Write. Right now. You will laugh and then you will click “subscribe” and you can thank me later.