Reaching into the forge of the soul and pulling out hot embers of prose, the pen falls onto paper as the hammer falls to the anvil. Striking the proper cord and beating out the embers of a phrase, just as a blacksmith draws out the iron into a fine implement, each fiery exclamation comes from deep with in the heated passion of the writer. Again and again the words are poured out like molten metal. The story or the poem takes shape. The vision of the artisan being realized in ink just as the tool or object reaches finery in the hands of the craftsman, so the wordsmith crafts the written work.