I have to have biscuits. I stopped writing because my biscuit tin went empty. Cream Crackers.
It has to be night.
I have to be scared out of my wits.
I have to reread it and act it out (I see it's common, but I never use beanies
I get hungry after I write.
I read before I write. Say, if I'm writing sci-fi, I'll be reading Isaac Asimov's Robots of Dawn.
I wait for the painful stomach-twisting feeling to know if my tragic story is good, but usually it's actually hunger.
I tear the skin off my lips and make them chapped (can't believe I just admitted that)
If anything goes near my mouth, whether I'm hungry or not, I'll bite. Unless it's very very repulsive.
