Trixie Taps Away
I look at a blank screen for zero minutes
For Trixie, my muse is always overthinking and outthinking
I try to hold on to my sanity as she taps out something
Fast and furiously, without any help on my part.
Where are we going with this? I used to wonder.
I have stopped being curious. I just hang on for the ride.
Knowing she will come to screeching halt when she is finished.
She takes all of the anxiety out of writing.
If I like what she has written, I claim it.
If I feel it is questionable, I give her credit.
It works for us.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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