
This is my writing shirt, and amazing things happen when I put it on. It was my father's shirt, and I get some of my best writing done when I wear it. I sit down at the computer and the words just flow from my heart and soul and spill out onto the paper looking like a seasoned writer's polished novel. Not that I still don't have to edit ~ it isn't quite that magical. But I am so happy with everything that I write when I wear it, I almost feel like I am missing my left pinky finger when i don't.
It's my lucky shirt, my creative muse, my happy place and comfort food all rolled up into one. I think I'll wear it to the Princeton conference the end of this month.See how the editors I will meet like it.
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