I have an addiction…to words. I find myself comfortably in bed. But then! A thought comes to me that I must write down. Or else…alas! I may forget it by morning. So…I try not to start writing a story or my thoughts at night, because I would never get any rest. Words! Thoughts! Spinning! They come so fast. Fleeting thoughts. “Give me a pen!” The words just keep coming. “Stop! I need sleep!” But no. The words. They do not heed my request. If I don’t write them down immediately, I find the words have left me, and I don’t know whether to turn right or left to search for them. So I guess another name for a writer…is a word chaser. Continue reading “The Insufficiency of the Descriptive Means of Expression Known as Words”
Blue Moon Muse 