It’s hard for me
to read good books—
the kind that pull me in,
where I live inside the characters’ lives.
I begin to become the story,
and then, suddenly,
the urge to write bursts open in me.
Ideas tumble over each other,
and I rush to my notes app
to catch every drop of inspiration
before it slips away.
A book I could read in an hour
stretches into days,
because reading
always makes me want to write.
