Confessions of a wannabe writer

The magic of storytelling I well understand

I’m waiting for God’s mysterious hand

To work wonders on my imagination in such a way

That I can pen a groundbreaking story one day

Everyone has a story, so I am told

Random ideas in my head I hope would unfold

And reorganize in to a story compelling and coherent

That spellbinds readers, a whole new perspective presents..


The characters I conjure in my mind

Are as fickle as my thoughts, I find

Never staying with me long enough

To be able to create even a draft rough..

Ideas come to me in a drowsy state

To disappear next morning, leaving a blank slate..

What should I write about, is another conundrum

I am knowledgeable only in fields some

An unremarkable life I lead

Nothing to write about indeed..


They say when an idea comes to you

Jot it down somewhere, any medium would do

But ideas come to me at times most inconvenient

I can rarely write them down, that’s my predicament..

Thus I have a laundry list of excuses as you see

To explain why I have not penned my masterpiece for posterity..

Published by iheart11

A 30-something year old woman, physician by profession, fiercely passionate about work, family, travel and fashion..

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