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One of the most entertaining ideas for a story I've had to date drifted through The Glitter Globe approximately four years ago. I remember it well. I was at a painfully dull conference for my job, at a beautiful resort in a tropical setting. I was laying in a hotel bed too sick to move (and if you ever are too sick to move, having daily maid service is really the way to go). It didn't really matter where I was though, I was simply trying very hard not to move my Glitter Globe too much; every motion brought an accompanying wave of awful dizziness and nausea.
Then it just came to me, this lovely little story spilled out like a book. I was entranced, it came not like a daydream but in words. Times New Roman font. I didn't care that my world would pitch and yaw if I even moved my head, I just wanted to know what happened next. Towards the end of that week I managed to put on my dress pants and my blouse with the corporate logo, and stagger to the conference, but my mind was mostly full of My Story. I could not wait to get home and start writing it down!
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