When words won’t come easily and you despair,
You reach for a sentence, but nothing is there.
You scribble and doodle. You scratch and you sigh.
The frustration builds, and you just want to cry.
A story’s a puzzle where the pieces will hide.
They scatter and scuttle and slip to the side.
But patient persistence will gather them near,
And soon the right picture will start to appear.
So chase every thought and then capture it fast.
Don’t fret if the first draft is messy or too vast.
For storytelling is a process of revision and fight,
Where the more you labor, the more you get right.
When doubt whispers, “Your words have no spark,”
Just write in the daylight and write through dark.
For talent grows stronger the more that you play,
So keep assembling pieces as you write every day.
