Writer’s Orgasm

I keep flipping the pencil through the air clockwise for unknown length of time. Staring at the paper below, I read out and aloud the capitalized heading. All that gusto build up before now slowly and painfully drains away. Nothing inspirational flashes through. I bite down hard on the pencil, which simply acts to catalyze my brewing anger as my incisors pay the price.

“Agh!” is the only sound I create as I push away the chair. I storm straight to the window, push aside part of the curtain and open the panes. The chilly breeze does much in cooling my hot head. It’s already 9pm and the crickets are fully engaged in their nightly chores. I search my breast pocket for the joint, the lighter from my jeans left pocket. I light it, blow few smokes and ash it. Closing the windows, I return to my station of destitute.

Its been awhile now with barren results still. Sleep performs its chicanery.

Suddenly, awakened from slumber, am stirred by a gush of ideas. An afflatus conception that puts the pencil in hand to prove its might against swords. A tale without a name yet a tale with an end. Word follow word like a synchronized melody creating sentences that serve only to enchant my excelsior soul. Barely lifting the pencil or pausing a moment, I scribble with a dedication only surpassed by that of bees’.

The story unclothes itself before my eyes, its nakedness is mine to observe. A mystery was being revealed to me, beautiful. Tongue tied in awe, I leave my hands to the task of description. Thus so I talk by touch, feeling every inch as I search its heart. For there is where we shall unite. Two become one. No more writer or the written, the author becomes the story. Palms sweat with anticipation as I near the climax.

“Ahhh!”. I find the final piece, the ending twist that perfectly fits. I jolt it word by word until the final period is placed. I collapse back on the chair. My breathing heavy, heart racing. Am sweaty. Generally I feel exhausted. But even these cannot hinder the immense flood of joy coursing through my entire entity.

I feel whole. I feel complete.