A Progress Report

My creativity
Seems to happen in spurts
When the words won’t flow
It really does hurt

Two thousand fifteen
Did not go so well
It was like I was living
In a bad spell

I got stuck in the first draft
I got stuck on the plot
I got stuck on characters
I got stuck a lot

But two thousand sixteen?
With the words flowing fast
I sit down to write
And have fun! It’s a blast!

So Unexpected
May actually get written
Of this latest creative spell
I am indeed smitten

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The First Draft Blues

The dreaded first draft
Is going so slowly
I’m so unproductive
It makes me feel lowly

The characters unformed
The plot’s just a mess
The story so far?
This must be a test

With each book this happens
I have to keep going
Write some each day
All the time knowing

That I’ll start to like it
One wonderous day
Writing stops being work
And starts to be play

Oh, when will I get to
That glorious point?
I do hope it’s soon
Cuz my mood’s out of joint

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