I situated myself onto my chair. The ideas continued flowing through my head, the light bulbs kept going off. I looked down at the blank page in front of me, and saw swirling pictures in the white void, all mixing and flowing together, trying to create the story.
I tried to focus. It was like attempting to see only one color on a spectrum. Gradually, as I focused my mind, the images slowed down. The light bulbs began turning off. When my mind finally focused on one continuous picture, I picked up my pen.
I saw the story perfectly clear, like a movie playing across the page, and I saw the characters and scenes play out exactly as I visioned as my hand moved across the page. I finish page one in two minutes; the pictures move on to page two like the movie reels have changed in the theatre.
Soon, I have my first chapter.