First Demon of 2005

Posted on January 4, 2005 in Writing

The first demon of 2005 paid a call today. Whenever I write a story or a poem, a demon arrives because the first drafts invariably suck. I can’t say much about this one except to say that this one is an emaciate, with huge flapping ears and a squeaky little voice. Tell me what to say! I beg the demon. But it just stands there, letting the drool string along its straw-thin black tongue. Dammit. Where is the story in you?