Ten days ago, a person by the name of guitar man came on the writer's site authonomy and introduce himself as a song writer who thought he might get inspired enough to possibly write a novel. Something about his post spoke to the heart and soul of this used to be poet and want to be song writer, and so, he inspired me. Two hours later, I posted what he inspired me to write. Then, something must have happened, because he deleted himself from the site. Now, I don't know whether someone was yanking my chain, or if I made him uncomfortable. I hope he only got inspired and left the site to start his novel, however, when he left, he took his thread with him, and that which he inspired in me. So, I'll share it here.
The Novel Romance of the Song Writer
You know how you get a tune in your head
And you really just can't shake it
You know it's trying to tell you something
But you really can't quite make it
It runs through your head all day and night
A relentless melody
You ignore all outside influence
Until it's all you can see
It's not the notes that sucker you in
Though at first you thought it true
Its actually the beat, the rhythm you feel
That really speaks to you
Still the tune will keep you company
As you work the beat in your head
From dawn to dusk and in between
And even in your bed
Then a moment in time, the flood breaks forth
And the words come flowing free
And nothing can stop you from writing it down
If you're anything at all like me
Then you wonder at the tunes that brought the words
And why they came and whence
And you work them around and change them until
They can't be recognized since
Beware the rhythm, you young song writer
What romances the heart and mind
For they'll tug at the soul of the writer in you
To the epic score you will find
With a grand crescendo you'll take pen in hand
And start to tell a tale
A ballad is what you planned to do
What shortly becomes a whale
Then before you know it, before you're aware
You're adding the in-betweens
The sentences that tell the whole, long story
Of detail in the scenes
No longer will you sit to write brief encounters
Of only two or three
Four, six, and eight, your characters will amount
As the novelist in you is set free.
