Before a word can be written, a writer must sit. But I’m a writer who finds sitting hard. When I sit, wonderful things happen – eventually. But it’s getting to the gate. When I was a staff writer for someone else, I was at the screen at 6 a.m., logging on, ready to work. The key was accountability: Someone else was waiting. It’s embarrassing to admit, but true: I readily will do for someone else what I struggle to do for myself.

     So when playwright Katherine Murphy, author of Hades and Back (Again) and Greater America, suggested I join her for a two-hour block of “Minimal Talking/Maximal Writing” at a local café, I jumped.