Why is it when I’m writing I am stopped,
Brought up short, to have my mindset
Changed, right then and there, on the spot?
‘Tis an eerie sort of feeling, stabbing, will not
Wait, don’t you see, secretive, not revealing
Imperious, needs attention, just from me.
My writing is at a standstill, just when my
Words were tumbling from my mind. They
May come stealing back if relaxation I find.
That is not easy when I am fired up to write.
I have a burning desire to write perfection
into a story or any writing of my very own.
I strive for truthfulness throughout with
just a bit of writer’s choice to add zest.
In other words, I want to do my very best.
Readers, I’ve spelled out my wants and my
Fixations and believe I know what I must do.
I will stay with my desires to write my
Very best for you.
Copyright © 2013 Charles E. Frost
May 14, 2013