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I never know what I’m going to write until I’m in a space that is not at all amenable to writing. Like the shower.

These are the notes for my Whitney post, which can be found on mybestfriendgayle.blogspot.com. The idea about The Voice came in the shower, but the other stuff didn’t come until I was on the expressway.

It’s totally dangerous, but I had to write them down while driving. I don’t trust my brain to keep the thoughts until I’m in a safe space more conducive to writing. I need to trade in my car. I drive a stick.

Anyway, #iknowyoudontcare but I posted this to document my process as a writer, since that’s what I’m calling myself these days.