No Apples. No Bath. No White Coat.

by Alan

Agatha Christie fueled the muse by munching apples in the bathtub, Jack Kerouac typed On the Road on an endless scroll. James Joyce laid on his stomach in bed, wearing a white coat, holding a blue pencil. Are there tricks you use to get yourself into that space where everything just flows onto the page?

Oh, yes. I dive into my bag of tricks daily, trying to get into that elusive “zone.” Here’s my fancy routine:

I go to my bedroom office.

I sit and turn on my computer.

When it boots up...