The Getaway Car (Ann Patchett’s, Not Taylor Swift’s!)

New notebook.

Fear.

Scribbled sentences.

John Truby’s Anatomy of a Story.

Excitement.

Fresh flowers.

A new Scrivener document.

A cup of tea.

An urgent desire to look up random and irrelevant things on the internet.

An entire unknown story waiting to be found.

In case you haven’t guessed, I’m sitting down to write a brand new book. And those ten things are the companions I have to hand every time I face this part of the process. The flowers and the tea are self-explanatory; comfort and beauty. I hope the f...