Welcome to the deranged and cluttered mind of a storyteller. Listen to me rant about plots spinning out of control and characters who refuse to cooperate. Watch me grapple with myth and legend until they have turned me into their plaything. Hear me rave about the wonders I have met in the pages of a book as I try to grasp the words that made them and then . . . . tell me a story. I am listening.
Fantastic post. Just stopping by from the a-z challenge.
ReplyDeleteNo they never will. And I like this poem. You say a lot in a small amount of space.
ReplyDeleteI like it too. Makes me feel better knowing that creativity cannot be manufactured. Keep dreaming.
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