Anyone who writes fiction and/or poetry is likely someone who loves READING fiction and/or poetry. Sometimes, you simply stop at a line, a phrase, a metaphor and think, “Oh, oh, my head feels good now.”
I think I do have Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response, ever since childhood, I just didn’t know what it was. But certain stimuli, especially in written material, gives me that tingle, pleasurable sensation, tingle, spreading warmth. Poetry or poetic/lyric prose especially. The right side of my husband’s face does something similar to me. And some music. I call them “happy songs.” Hubby says he’s gonna do a playlist of my happy songs.
Today, I got that tingle from the last line of this portion from Cyrano de Bergerac. Ahhhhhh.