There once was a writer,
Who should’ve been brighter.
For he made himself a plan,
Thinking Yes I Can.
So he made up some tea,
But this made him wee.
He took out the red pen.
Saying this is it then.
“It is time for me to kill those little darlings!”
Then he found #JustWriteNovember,
Hoping to start #SelfPublishDecember.
But he kept getting distracted,
Which made ideas get abstracted.
He tried to write each day,
Searching like a hunter for his prey.
But with the deadline upcoming,
He decided theres no need for rushing.
A Merry Christmas is here,
So bring on the New Year!
Happy Christmas to all who either met or missed any targets and to those who never set any.
January might be a new start or simply just a continuation.
Just ‘keep writing’ and the story will find you. Which is the phrase I have heard from so many different people, especially the one who has always encouraged this idea of writing my ideas down.
S J Lister. Author 