Morgan Phyllis sat down at her computer and pulled up the large document containing her fantasy novel. She placed her fingers on the keyboard, re-read what she had last written and stared. She stayed in that position for a few moments, waiting for inspiration. It was one of those horrible moments when she knew exactly what she wanted to happen, for the next few pages even, and…just…couldn’t…write it out! Her mind drifted; as it had been for the past couple of days, to the current situation her social life was in. A couple days ago, some random mystery person had asked her who she liked…one thing lead to another and she now was trying to pursue a lead on who it could be. However, all she could do at this point was wait. Morgan hated waiting. Oh, yes, and to put it on top of that, one of her closest friends had gotten the idea Morgan hated her and was no longer talking to her. Right before Winter Break. Morgan had somewhat come to the decision to not worry about it for now and enjoy the holidays…after she figured out this mystery person, of course.

With a heavy sigh, Morgan returned her thoughts to her novel.

“Skybird had offered to come with Xelia to the Conference Building but Xelia had politely declined. The journey would give her time to think…though, as she traveled eastward on her horse, Star, she wasn’t quite sure if that’s what she wanted anymore,” she read aloud. “Okay, Morgan, here’s what we do. We get rid of that. Skybird does come with her and we expand the journey by a lot. Get to know Xelia better before we jump into the plot so quickly. Yeah.”

With that decided, Morgan highlighted the paragraph and opened a new document.

“Right. Expand it.”

Gearing herself up, Morgan placed her fingers on the keyboard again and began to type.

“Morgan Phyllis sat down at her computer and pulled up the large document containing her fantasy novel….”