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If you wait for inspiration to write you’re not a writer, you’re a waiter.
Fiction writers can’t be trusted. They make things up.

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If you wait for inspiration to write you’re not a writer, you’re a waiter.
Fiction writers can’t be trusted. They make things up.

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The most interesting information comes from children, for they tell all they know and then stop.
Writing is easy. All you have to do is cross out the wrong words.

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Sometimes a writer’s well of words runs dry
Just as a wildcat oil well yields none this try
A writer’s words can be challenging to find
Why won’t more words be a friend of mine?
Life brings distractions that take away
Gone for a while is the freedom to say
Perhaps memories of the past come to bear
Ambushing a desire to write without a care
Searching for inspiration to write
A morning walk clears one’s sight
Reading others’ blogs charges the mind up
Their words arrive to fill an exhausted cup
Viewing a distinctive, older film brings bliss
The storyline relaxes a mind, to foster a list
A list of impressive ideas begins to churn
Now feeling more confident at every turn
Thankfully, this sorry condition won’t last
Soon words will be flowing, what a blast!

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If your appetite is ready for more about the challenges of writing, check out these previously published poems.

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This post is a continuation of an earlier article that was entitled “A Blogger’s Notebook.” In case you missed it, here is a link for it: “Blogger’s Notebook.”
Any creative journey will teach you patience and humility. At the same time, you will witness growth in your blogging experience. As you continue to improve your craft, your readers will take note of the growth. Here is a reflection that was written in my journal several weeks ago.
A new writer needs to write and continue to write without worry. Allow your goals to promise less, and you just might deliver more.
I am beginning my seventh month here on WordPress. Here are some thoughts of my experience. Perhaps you can find something here to hang your hat on as well. You are invited to comment with any thoughts, and your words will invite a prompt response as well.
Here are a few observations that come to mind from reading other blogs and evaluating my own time on WordPress. How would you answer these short questions?
Personally, I feel growth in my writing. I am sometimes amazed at how far my writing has matured. Secretly, someday I would welcome an opportunity to publish an anthology of my poems and short stories. This will be for another day!
Here is one tip that I will try with a future short story post: posting a part of the story over a series of posts. People may feel more inclined to read a portion instead of the entire story.
In the meantime, you are invited to send me any thoughts that you wish to share. An amazing part of maintaining a blog is staying in contact with other readers who are writing, sharing other information, and enjoying the experience here.

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Sitting alone at my trusty writing table once again
Wondering where the creative images have been
Touching the early morning peace and stillness
Writing with inspiring words, filled with richness
Crafting poetry, a pleasing journey to thrill
Seeking new ideas for a blank sheet to fill
Smiling as my loyal pen walks with haste
Hoping these words provide a rich taste
Dreaming of writing a poem that’s a big hit
Understanding that many will be left adrift
Pausing to think of outstanding poetry awards
Knowing that finishing may be my only reward
Finding more ambition from the morning light
Feeling my mind beginning to take long flight
Adding to a poem line by thoughtful line
Relishing the energy my words will find
Nearing the end of my writing journey, years from now
Looking back at my poetry, and taking a last, final bow
Realizing that long after I have left and been gone
Appreciating others reading my words, like a song

Lying awake in bed, feeling ready to write
Morning light feeling much too bright
Searching in my head for ideas to write about
Will today’s words offer and deliver much clout?
Sitting, thinking, and sitting . . . nothing!
Why can’t my mind create something?
Perhaps more coffee will warm up my mind
Hoping that possible ideas may soon be mine
Do all writers usually feel this way?
With little or nothing to really say
Hunger offers quick, necessary break
Nutritious breakfast, now I will make
Finished eating and returning to my writing table
Satisfied appetite doesn’t make me anymore able
Struggling through another writer’s block
Tired eyes continue watching the ticking clock
Wow! This short poem I now create
Finally, fulfilling my writer’s fate
