Unfinished

We all have days like that don’t we? Times when minutes turn into hours and distractions take precedence over our words. Suddenly, our engine comes to a complete STOP!!! And then we have other moments when our mind explodes with ideas so quickly and forcefully we can barely get all our thoughts down before they fade away. Nope, you cannot force creativity. Well, actually, as a teacher I know it can be done for an assignment when necessary. But, what can NOT be forced is genius. The perfect words that simply roll off the tongue and onto the paper with ease. THAT is when the magic happens. Isn’t it fascinating how creativity can remain dormant, sometimes for long periods of time, and then suddenly burst into our lives when we least expect it? A writer who is good at his/her craft can write whenever asked to perform, (Rather like an actor reciting a line in a play she has performed a hundred times. But mediocrity is not the same as brilliance.) However, for the irresistible enchantment to happen, something defying logic must take place. And the beauty for me, is that I NEVER know when that will occur.

I really liked this poem. It inspired me. I have a novel, a pretty darn good one I think, gathering dust under my bed, that I stopped working on well over a year ago. I just suddenly stopped on chapter 10 or 11. I think your poem has sparked a little light inside of me to find it, pick it up, and continue to search for the magic that first drove me to write it. Hmmm….Just three lines and you have my mind soaring. Thank you Davy. You made me remember the last time my pen grew weary. And I’m not a quitter so I better find my muse again…. Gracias.

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