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In his afterword of the book Fahrenheit 451, Bradbury talks about having to find a place to write because working in the family garage led to playing with his children instead of writing. He couldn’t afford office space. He writes, “Finally I located just the place, the typing room in the basement of the library of the University of California at Los Angeles. There, in neat rows, were a score or more of old Remington or Underwood typewriters which rented out at a dime a half hour. You thrust your dime in, the clock ticked madly, and you typed wildly, to finish before the half hour ran out. Thus I was twice driven; by children to leave home, and by a typewriter timing device to be a maniac at the keys. Time was indeed money.” Bradbury finished the first draft in 9 days at a cost of $9.80 in dimes. I think of this when I’m being spoilt and lazy, sitting at my computer cursing the dodgy internet connection that prevents me checking my twitter feed instead of getting my writing done.

$9.80

Sometimes the way to inspiration is just to put your hands to the keyboard and pull the story out - shredded, maimed, and crying for coffee - from your gut. 

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