Imagine…something. A story. A fantasy. Words that flow out of your head and into your keyboard.
There they sit. Staring back at you.
You hover over the publish button but you don’t click it.
You walk away. Clean something. Cook something. Push a different button, on a machine.
But they pulls you back, the words. Compell you to sit. Reread.
Off with its head!
You go about your day. The moment passes. You serve the needs of others.
Yours must wait.
Then, at the most inopportune time, it happens:
The perfect sentence.
And then another one.
Even the commas are happy!
You pull over or stop in your tracks. You grab whichever device is handy. And you type.
Evernote is your current love affair. You love the way it syncs across your world.
The words are there. They are good. Maybe better than good.
And maybe, just maybe, they will see the light of day.