Awake in the middle of the night with a stream of thoughts repeating in my mind
I have to write it down or it will all be lost once the sun is up
reaching for my phone and pecking out the words to a glowing screen
under the covers so as not to wake my sleeping husband.
Journaling with a smooth ink pen while emotions are high
feelings translate into words and pour out through my hand onto paper
in a matter of moments until the well is dry.
Sitting with my laptop open
perseverating over one word and how to relate to it
when an idea appears and my fingers must keep up over the keys.
These are the ways I write.