No plot or actual story idea as yet... just a page with a weird stream of consciousness and lots of question marks.

I tend not to write with music on, not sure why. Which is not to say I don't think of songs... was just zooming through rush-hour listening to Scissor Sisters, so now my head is full of choice lines like "take me anywhich way you want," "you're so skintight" and "tonight I'm going to toughen you up" which of course is *cough* no help at all.

Writing must-haves: warmth, caffeine, chocolate, carbs, peace and the occasional gin.