The importance of the reading sock

So everyone has weird habits, right? Put away your judgey face. I know you are at it, too. Anyway, I have a special sock I keep on my free hand while I read. No meaning. Just a bit of a thing. And sometimes I like to have a nice cup of tea while I'm reading a good book. Those things go together really well, and if you stick your pinky out, it's even better.

So, having forgotten all about the last time, I went into the kitchen forgetting to take my reading sock off my hand, made a cup of tea, and spilled a trail of tea all over the floor. Had to clean it quick before the wifey got annoyed at me, again. This time i got away with it.

But a great idea came to me then! You know when you are writing and you come to a point where that character is about as thin as the paper you no longer write on? We probably should go back to paper, but I digress. Well, I was at the point of "I can't be bothered with this anymore," when I realized something. Let's make him an idiot! Let's give him a magnificent wifey with the patience of a saint,

It's all coming together very nicely now. And I'm enjoying writing this character again.

So what's the point of all this? Get yourself a nice sock? Find inspiration in all the weird places? If you really get into writing, please be sure not to distract yourself by writing rubbish on blog posts? I leave that to you to decide for yourself.

I'm away to get a cup of tea. Maybe buy the wifey a nice present.