The book writes itself

Book 19 Page 38

The book once started rushes through the writer’s mind,

picking up the writer’s thoughts, of the ‘associative kind.’

The writer -in an instant - travels to the middle of the book and to the end,

the book seems to write itself, as it weaves and twist and bends.

The first chapter comes in second like it is already formed in the head.

The writer meanders from chapter to chapter, like a child the writer’s lead.

It is now only a case of writing it down, the information is there condensed and sublime.

From now on it is only a matter of writing it down slowly, line, - by line, - by line;

a process of putting into words, / images / and visions / and scenes,

that all occurred within seconds, so in the writer’s mind it seems.

For the book once started writes itself, page, by page, by page,

as the writer hurries the fingers along in a; ‘writers finger tapping rage.’