Every so often I will get inspiration in the shower. I do not know why but I do. Maybe it's the comforting warmth and seclusion. Either way sometimes something will come.
I was reminiscing about things in my past when the idea struck. I got an image. My bits of inspiration will come in images. I saw a girl sitting on the floor holding something. Then it clicked. I won't reveal hear what it is. No, that would give it all away. But I saw it and I shall write it and love it and expand it.
I see the girl alone on the floor and I remember myself. Only it's not me because that never happened to me. I don't put myself into the stories. I put pieces. If I put my whole person in it then it's just an autobiography or self inserting fan fiction. I don't do that. But the girl is real and alive in my head. All thanks to a shower.
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