Angel

What I want to say tonight is this:

Every writer needs an angel, crouching near them as they work, batting away disturbances and doubts, and whispering for now, this is enough as the words bleed onto the page.

I imagine mine is a scrawny thing, pot-bellied, scruffily feathered, and no bigger than my tea-cup.

But he believes in me, even when I don’t.

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