Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Twas the Night Before ...

Alycia and I are so honored to bring you informative posts each week that will help you in your writing journey. Thank you for taking the time to read and share our words over this past year. We would both like to wish you 
the merriest Christmas ever.

By Andrea Merrell

As a change of pace from our normal posts, I offer you this silly little poem for writers. (I'm not a poet, so be kind with your edits and critiques.) 🌝

Twas the night before deadline
And all through my mind
No creative thoughts were stirring
Of any shape, form, or kind

Reference books were stacked
By my computer with care
In hopes inspiration
Would quickly be there

My family was snuggled all warm in their beds
While visions of book sales swirled round in their heads
And me with my ratty old robe and hairband
Settled in at my desk with dark chocolate in hand

When out on the porch there arose a loud crash
I sprang from my chair and made a mad dash
Away to the window to see who was there
Hoping new ideas had been delivered with care

I opened the window to get a quick peek
While snowflakes gathered rapidly on both of my cheeks
Then what to my sleep-deprived eyes did appear
But a man dressed in red on a gigantic reindeer

My hands flew to my face as I was turning around
Down the chimney came the big guy without a single sound
A large furry bag was flung over his back
And he looked like my editor opening his pack

He spoke not a word but went straight to his task
I watched him with wonder, not daring to ask
He gave me a package, then touched the side of his nose
He winked and he nodded as up the chimney he rose

I opened the package as he sailed away like the tide
Knowing my muse was tucked safely inside
Scrambling back to my desk, my fingers flew fast and tight
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night! 




(Photos courtesy of FreeDigitalPhotos.net/Heavypong/Tanya3597/Stuart Miles.)


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4 comments:

  1. Cute poem, Andrea. I particularly like the line of settling in at your desk with "dark chocolate in hand." Merry Christmas!

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    1. Thanks, Ellen. Merry Christmas to you too! :)

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  2. That's my problem--I only like milk chocolate (but I do wear a ratty old robe in the morning). Thanks for the poem, and for all you do for authors.

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    1. My pleasure, Richard, but we really have to get you converted over to dark chocolate. :)

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