Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge . Today’s word is “writer”
It was midnight and dark had embraced everything in its calm cuddle. Every creature was in a deep sleep but there was one, Not asleep but not fully awake either. In a world of her own, in a dream.
Many ink spots covered her hands and the pile of crumpled papers spoke of her toil.
She began, again. There was a perfect scenerio in her head. She felt it and she felt happy even thinking about it. She tried putting it down again.
But no, it wasn’t right. The words were not enough to describe her mind, her feelings and her soul.
She wished there were a device that could read her mind and jot it down just the way it was. Without any alterations.
She looked at the blank paper again and released a sigh.
She put the pen down, turned the lights off and went to bed. If not for the readers, she had the story for herself atleast.