A Short Story About an Eager Writer
A very short story. Once there was a very eager writer. She got up very early in the morning to write. It was so early that even the sun was still sleeping. It was so early that the dew wasn't ripe enough to fall. It was so early that the blackbird opened its eyes with annoyance and said with an angry chirrup, "go back to bed, I am not yet ready to wake the world with my song." Once there was a very eager writer. During the morning – in between errands, chores and the kind of