Writer’s Brain And A Cocktail Party

I attended a cocktail party a few nights ago assuming I was helping a friend by accompanying her to a company party. Little did I know. It was graciously arranged in my honor. It was a surprise, catching me completely off guard. So while standing somewhere near the bar, speaking with several aspiring authors, someone asked how I come up with stories. As I explained the secret or not to the curious bunch, I noticed some nodded, with their eyes lit up, completely knowing what I was meaning to say:

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