The Poem?

Dec 29, 2010 16:13

     With pencil in hand, the words flood the notebook page with the writer's jumbled expressions. The so called writer doesn’t have a clue where they are going with the thoughts and ideas all over the crowded paper. They look up from all the mess to glance at the clock. Three AM, they were up all night again. They slowly get to their feet and ( Read more... )

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I like.... thefinished December 30 2010, 18:55:21 UTC
This is nice. I liked it. Is this you that you're writing about? I can feel you. The whole staying up, dead tired thing you got going on. I liked how that is described. And I also like how even though your writing about yourself (yes?) you decided to use...I don't know, third person? Yeah I think that's right.

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Re: I like.... gwen_guillotine December 31 2010, 01:55:49 UTC
Why thank you! Nahhh... It's not about me. Well, maybe a little. It started out with the first sentence and just kinda of went from there. I was thinking about what it's like to have writer's block and such. I'm glad you liked the poem and thanks for the comment.

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