A Writer’s Life
‘Twas the night before deadline
and all through the house
all the creatures are stirring
excluding the mouse!
The coffee is cold
and ideas are colder
I am a mess and the
manuscript molders
So I in my PJs
and Sam* in his sleep
have just settled down
to an evening that creeps
Through the shank of the evening
to the doldrums of two
on to three and three-thirty
and now we’re past due
I’m pulling my hair out
and Sam’s getting bored
so I’m turning to Spider
in hopes that I score
Each game that I lose
means another hour writing
hurray! now the sun’s up
and my muse out of hiding
Fingers racing on keys
and heart pounding in time
I look at those two words
and grin like a mime
I’ve made it again
though it’s hard to believe
and the manuscript
finally, happily leaves.
Kate
* I have a very sexy computer and I’ve named him Sam Elliott – after, you know, Sam Elliott. Hmmm.
About Me
- Kate Austin
- I live on the ocean, write women's fiction, love to read so much that it's an addiction rather than a hobby (I read an average of a book a day). I live on the wet west coast so it's a good thing that I like to walk in the rain.
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