It’s early Monday morning and I’m up before the dawn,
A story on my mind, gotta type but then I yawn.
Coffee percolating, sleep wiped from my eyes,
I settle down to start before the neighbors’ rooster cries.
I’ll listen to the story playing loudly in my head,
And transcribe each scene, exactly as they said.
I’ll write the heroes message, every whisper, scream and peep.
Until the stories finished, a hundred pages ’till I sleep.
I can’t even say how this blog touched me. I was thinking the exact same thing when my phone alerted me to your post. Do you believe in Big Magic? Write on, friend!
Yes! Yes I do believe in magic… and faith, and listening to the signs… Have a great day!