Rolling Across the Grid

My feet hit the dining table with a quick clack, and I bounded straight toward an open crossword magazine! A long yellow pencil was lying right along the margin—way too tempting to ignore! I dug my heels in, gripped the smooth painted wood with both hands, and gave it an enormous shove! Roll, roll, roll—thump! The heavy pencil tumbled across the white grid, leaving a crooked graphite streak straight through box seventeen! I hopped right up onto the hexagonal barrel, balancing on one foot with my screen flickering bright! Solving puzzles with full-body momentum is the best!