Welcome to my cave. It's that zone I go into when I am so consumed with a manuscript that I can't seem to function. It's dark and kind of small, not a lot of room for external things like TV, or grocery shopping, or laundry, or even dinner on the occasional obsessive nights. As small as it is, I assure you it is well stocked with ideas, coffee, and an ungodly amount of candy hearts. Before you ask, yes I do quite frequently spell out cryptic messages with those hearts, and YES most, if not all, of those messages are wholly inappropriate!
I exited said cave briefly today to blog and to restock my coffee supplies. That required a trip to the store and cursing at an insane amount of incompetent drivers. Fully caffeinated and having reached my profanity quota for the day, I am heading back in. I will make room for those of you who also encamped in writing/editing mode. I will supply the coffee, a vast array of flavored cream, even the occasional left-over box of valentines candy. I will even edit and critique for you. But you must, absolutely must bring me a bag of candy hearts. They are fresh out of them at the store. I just ate the last one that said "1-on-1" and I need to finish my latest candy message.