Anxious Author at Dinner

Posted on January 16, 2014 by Charles Yallowitz

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I am so close to done
Yet it is time to eat
I left cooking for the others
Which has put me at their whim
Breakfast burned off
Lunch was scarce
Now dinner is a gorge
At rapid pace to hold the muse
Fearing she will leave
I was on a roll
The scene spinning from my fingers
I wish to escape the table
Not noticing what I eat
As long as I am fed
My god I hate this food
Guess I cook tomorrow

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.

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18 Responses to Anxious Author at Dinner

Dom DiFrancesco says:

January 16, 2014 at 4:07 pm

Back to work Charles…back to work before you lose the muse! 🙂

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- Charles Yallowitz says:
  
  January 16, 2014 at 4:27 pm
  
  Still 2 weeks of vacation left. Don’t want to exhaust myself so early in the year. 😉
  
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  - Dom DiFrancesco says:
    
    January 16, 2014 at 8:46 pm
    
    Go slow and steady no need to tush on vacation. 🙂
    
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Audrey Dawn - Oldest Daughter Redheaded Sister says:

January 16, 2014 at 4:56 pm

This made me smile, Charles.

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- Charles Yallowitz says:
  
  January 16, 2014 at 6:09 pm
  
  Glad to hear it.
  
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John W. Howell says:

January 16, 2014 at 8:43 pm

Whew. Don’t leave this laying around for the cooker to see.

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- Charles Yallowitz says:
  
  January 16, 2014 at 9:14 pm
  
  I’ve made my arguments known. 🙂
  
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Katie Sullivan says:

January 16, 2014 at 9:41 pm

Loved the cooking theme, Charles – On days when I get to stay home, this is pretty much what it looks like (except then Tom is in charge of dinner… that is always highly entertaining – luckily he is the master of sandwiches).

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- Charles Yallowitz says:
  
  January 16, 2014 at 10:19 pm
  
  Every house needs a sandwich master. It’s a dish that works for every meal.
  
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  - Katie Sullivan says:
    
    January 16, 2014 at 10:27 pm
    
    It really is – as he learned this summer when I magically list my way to the kitchen!
    
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  - Charles Yallowitz says:
    
    January 17, 2014 at 6:27 am
    
    I just remembered that one of my friends used to try and find a sandwich name for every non-liquid food we ate. Hotdogs were ‘Long Meat Sandwiches’, Tacos were ‘Open Air Mexican Sandwiches, Lasagna was a ‘Layered Pasta Sandwich’, etc. We got bored very easily back in those days.
    
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  - Katie Sullivan says:
    
    January 17, 2014 at 8:34 am
    
    I’m going to have to share that with Tom, just to see what else he can come up with – sometimes boredom is fun! 🙂
    
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  - Charles Yallowitz says:
    
    January 17, 2014 at 8:35 am
    
    Leads to great creative wanderings. 🙂
    
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chrismcmullen says:

January 16, 2014 at 10:33 pm

Food. Bathroom. Sleep. Writers must put up with incessant interruptions. 🙂

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- Charles Yallowitz says:
  
  January 17, 2014 at 6:28 am
  
  Don’t even get me started on sleep. Always getting in the way while my mind keeps trying to work.
  
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kdavisfanclub says:

January 17, 2014 at 5:37 am

Something all writers empathise with, good poem’ pal

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- Charles Yallowitz says:
  
  January 17, 2014 at 6:29 am
  
  Thanks. Now for breakfast. 🙂
  
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