writing at first blush.

trying to get it all down as quickly as I can,
in the hope that it will be something brilliant.
something new,
something original.
yet there are just so many ideas,
and hours in the day,
and that there are times,
when I just get up against it,
and that I fear that it all just might have ended,
but this is not the way that it was meant to be.
that I have to do something,
other then pray about it.
but that is the best place to start.