Where were you writing?

I wasn't writing anything.

I was writing a long letter.

When was I writing a letter?

Who was writing on the wall?

I was writing a letter.

Tom was writing a novel.

You're writing.

He was just kind of writing about his life.

Why was I writing that letter?

I'm writing about you.

When he came, I was writing a letter.

Are you writing the proverbs?

What are you writing?

What're you writing?

I'm not writing about you.

Who are you writing to?

Where are you writing the answers?

I'm not writing about you.

What are you writing about?

Are you writing a letter now?

Why aren t you writing?

You get hundreds of strangers writing excitedly about you.

Why are you writing with a pencil?

And she was writing one day, and, you know, then she disappeared for a little bit.

Why are you writing with a pencil?

I know you're writing a book.

He was very sensitive to noise and preferred quiet when writing.

Have you written the letter? No, I'm writing it now.

... Bk II, Ch XXIII ... no prince is ever benefited by making himself hated.

Rowling was writing Harry Potter at the time and had never told her mother about it.

Writing a work of fiction, however, Shakespeare took many liberties and made great omissions.

And I remember years later, I was writing about my mother, and I asked her, Why did you cry then?

And when I was writing my thesis on cell phones, I realized that everyone was carrying around wormholes in their pockets.

And for me, that seven years was like total bliss, because I was reading, I was writing, I was thinking, I was researching.

I was doing graffiti writing my name everywhere, using the city as a canvas.

Now while I was writing about this, I came upon a book called Man's Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl.

We didn't do this by actually writing code, like you do in a computer.

And one guy in particular kept on writing me these pretty awful messages, and he was dressed as Batman.

Heritage (2011 2013) Åkerfeldt stated in September 2010 that he was writing for a new Opeth album.

In the words of Hugo Weaving Alan Moore was writing about something which happened some time ago.

You were scared, weren't you?

You were scared, weren't you?

You were sleeping, weren't you?

You were lying, right?