Post by Pyro on Sept 10, 2006 12:03:21 GMT -5
After the meditation with Dharma, John had felt relaxed, calm and in the mood for sitting down and writing.
He'd sat in front on the computer and the idea, once it came to him, just kept coming. He typed furiously and eagerly, churning out paragraph after paragraph, cursing several times, pausing only for coffee and typing again.
He had no idea how long he had sat there, but when he finished, and when he'd re-read the story, he felt a faint sense of ultimate satisfaction.
All it needed now was a title.
"A Town Called Genosha", he murmured. "Sounds about right."
He'd sat in front on the computer and the idea, once it came to him, just kept coming. He typed furiously and eagerly, churning out paragraph after paragraph, cursing several times, pausing only for coffee and typing again.
He had no idea how long he had sat there, but when he finished, and when he'd re-read the story, he felt a faint sense of ultimate satisfaction.
All it needed now was a title.
"A Town Called Genosha", he murmured. "Sounds about right."
