So, I have found this room.
I look around. Not crowded, is it. Does that mean I can’t hide? But no-one is bothering me, and the music is uplifting. It’s very relaxing. In fact, No Debating is a rule. Thank goodness for that.
Something else is happening, but I can’t put my finger on it yet. A strange feeling as if something is moving inside me.
A link to a blog. Something about a transfer of awareness. What might that mean? What is it that I will become more aware of, exactly? My fiction – My script – What script?
And then what?
What on earth is a Shiny Object?