A Writer's Procrastinating Prayer

Sending out this prayer:

I have done laundry,

deleted over 400 un-read email,

posted pictures of the outdoor cats,

sorted and shelved my shoes (yes, that's a job around here).

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Made coffee,

started and deleted the assignment 7 times:

I need to finish this short story.

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Please:

let me find the strength,

mental agility and

self-confidence to do this.

The competition round ends tonight.

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I suspect I am not a romance writer,

but that was the assignment.

Maybe the investment

will turn out to be the lesson

that I don't write fiction.

I don't know.

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But I AM going to write this thing and turn it in.

I PAID the entry fee.

MONEY has been spent!

Today.

In the next 6 hours.

First:

I am getting another cup of coffee.

And a spoonful of cream cheese icing.

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Because:

The only procrastination left to me is ironing.

I'm not that desperate.

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Poem was written by me on this date in 2015. I was dithering about my entry in the NYC Midnight Flash Fiction Challenge.

No; I did not win, nor did I proceed to the next round. But I'm gonna hunt that thing up, polish it a bit, and publish it on Vocal.

As soon as I find some sugar-free cream cheese frosting... sort me shoes...stop by @Mike's cats facebook page, and play some Angry Birds Match... and prolly scroll through Temu. Oh- and my day job.

~Sigh

Anyway: comments joyfully anticipated and welcomed.