I'm in an amazing place creatively at the moment. I've written 81 pages since last Wednesday, and I feel like the well's just starting to flow. I talk a lot about trusting your gut when writing, which is hard to explain when I'm not in the moment. But I was remembering today exactly what it feels like... It's like a fever pouring out of my fingertips onto the keyboard. It's starting a new chapter, and typing the first sentence that pops into my head and knowing that it's right. It's asking the story where it wants to go instead of assuming. It's words on paper—it's magic.