Funny how the whole world goes away and we focus just on ourselves when we are ill. I've spent the last two days in bed with the thing that you usually get on cruises. Only I didn't have the cruise.
But I've noticed how quickly the rest of the world goes away and suddenly there is nothing but the room, the dust bunnies and the waste basket.
I want to try to use that focus in my writing somehow. To be able to focus that sharply on the story would be a gift.