Novel-Blogging

It sits there
balefully
staring at me
and then
surprisingly
unsurprisingly
begins
rather imperiously
I think

"I'm here
I'm waiting here
I'm still waiting here
I'm still quietly waiting here
not"

sounds like something
I'd write
crosses my mind

"I'm here
I'm waiting here
I'm still waiting here
I'm still quietly waiting here
not"

I stare

"write me
you started me
you outlined
you pulled strings
out of your mind

write me
you gave me life
scenery
you peopled me
hearts minds souls
you imaginated me
mystery adventure romance
finish me"

okay
'pause'
tomorrow

"sigh"