I’m on my way back to the office from Office Max. Before I left, I picked up a Cherry Coke and a Twix bar for my afternoon snack. As I got into my truck, I began to conjure up a story about me being a writer and writing what was about to happen:
“…And there he sat, at his computer, typing away with an empty Cherry Coke bottle on the floor and a half-eaten Twix on the desk…”
