The fun of writing. A very short story by Charles Roberts

 

When you’re writing and something, or someone, takes control of your hands and fingers, the words just flow onto the page, seemingly without you even thinking about what you are writing.  It may be for only a page, or it could be a hundred pages and you stop and look at what you have written and think, did I write all that, I don’t remember writing so much, then you go back and read it wondering where it all came from.

          Finding that the story flows like water in a mountain stream.  That’s what makes me happy, it doesn’t happen often, but when it does it feels fantastic.  Oh you feel drained at the end, at least I do, but also elated because it is the best thing you’ve ever written, until the next time it happens and the feeling is just the same.