The True Cost of Creative Insight
I had a good idea once. It serendipitously slipped into my head in the shower. I was so excited I skipped the instructed rinse and repeat on my poo of sham and dashed to my desk. Now, dashing naked is perfectly natural and nothing to be ashamed of. I have no shame when it comes to writing, though my daughter now suffers from an intractable image. A small price to pay.