Tag: don’t just stand there playing with yourself

Fickle is the muse.

  Sometimes my fingers fly and still can’t keep up with the words pouring out of my head across the screen. Literally, the characters dance ahead of me across the lines, turning, stopping, taunting, tongue out and thumbs in ears with fingers waggling, the little scoundrels. Other times, my fingers hover uneasily, waiting for divine […]