by Tahera Mayat
Click, clack, click, clack
I fidget with my pen
As I think about
What to write next
It’s not just a word that evades me
Or that stunning sentence
Nor that perfect paragraph
But an entire section/chapter
Write about this, I’m told
It seems simple enough
I’ve done the research
But the words do not flow
I move onto something else
Or stop for a hot chocolate
Maybe take a short walk
To get the juices flowing
Partway through other things
Thoughts and ideas become sentences
Quick! Grab a paper and pen
Before the flow starts to gush