The Book Writing Blues

I sat down to write a book,
didn't know where to start,
just gave it a look.

Pen in hand, blank page before me,
the words started flowing,
feeling so free.

Characters came alive, plot twists galore,
my imagination on overdrive,
wanting more.

Each chapter a journey,
each page a delight,
crafting a story, taking flight.

The words danced on the page,
in perfect harmony,
creating a world, a literary symphony.

But then writer's block hit,
oh how is me,
staring at the screen, feeling so empty.

The deadline approaching,
the pressure too much,
my brain in a fog, the words out of touch.

But then inspiration struck,
like a lightning bolt,
the words poured out, no longer a revolt.

And finally, the book was done,
a masterpiece in hand,
the feeling of accomplishment, oh so grand.

So here's to all the writers,
the ones who dare,
to put pen to paper, to create, to share.