You came on evening light
uttered soft greetings,
“Tell my tale,” you whispered,
and so begins
another
adventure.
.
.
.
This weekend, as I was drifting off to sleep (see yesterday’s poem), I was introduced to Dustin who wanted to tell me the story of his life with Lydia. I had not intended to start a new novel (if that’s what this is) before finishing the projects already on my plate, but Dustin was pretty insistent. So, instead of doing what I planned today on my Sunday off, I lent my fingers to Dustin. I have no idea where this will lead, but it looks like it will be an interesting journey.
Shawn L. Bird 
I have had this happen to me also. Either my Muses won’t let me sleep or they wake me up to do their bidding. These characters have a life of their own and want their tales told.
They do indeed!
Don’t you love it when your characters infest your entire life? Good luck with Dustin!
Thanks. I’ll probably post a scene on my Facebook fan page sometime in the next week, so stay tuned!
I look forward to reading😄
Thanks!
I look forward to Dustin’s story.
I do, too.
I have no idea what it is!