‘Twas a solid morning of writing. 

Got up at 6:15. Wrote ’till 7:30am. 

The fire alarm went off. (In my story, that is.) 

Blazes. Blazing. Everywhere. 

Received four letters of rejection in one week. 

Was a blow. 

But still writing. 

Never stop. Suck it up. Don’t make it mean anything. 

I write on.