Chapter 12 Good Looking Distraction

• "How's the writing going, Nadia?"
• She laid comfortably across Dr. Samantha's plush couch, her legs propped over pillows as she hugged the biggest one to her chest. "Wonderfully. I mean," Nadia chuckled, "it might be total crap I'm writing, you know? But the thoughts and words are flowing so freely and so quickly."
• "That is wonderful, Nadia," Dr. Samantha agreed, "even if it is shit. What matters now is how you feel as you're writing. I'd like to do something; I'd like you to give me three words, each which describes what you feel when you're writing lately."