Sitting at my desk,
I let my fingers type furiously
As I make progress towards my goals.
I focus on my emails and correspondence
As soon as I begin
And then my poetry.
I listen to music and the tapping of my keys
Before transitioning to my novel.
I allow myself to sink into the story
And immerse with the characters,
Watching over them like a guardian angel.
Writing all day and night
Gives me a sense of tranquillity.
I love working on my pieces
And sharing them with the world.
