I never meant to write a book I never meant to write a book (about you) I never meant to write a book (about our love) I never meant to write a book (about you) Our story is too personal Too secretive, too silent There was violence, and my arsenal Depleted in your presence There were presents sent too late And dates were better left forgotten I think about it often I never meant to write a book I never meant to write a book (about you) I never meant to write a book (about our love) I never meant to write a book (about you) Your thinking is so terminal You cut me before I started And discarded me with vitriol And smiled while you departed As I watched your back I knew That you were better left forgotten I think about you often I think about you often Why don't you leave me alone Why don't you leave my memories Why don't you leave me alone So I can see myself I can't see me I never meant to write a book I never meant to write a book I never meant to write a book

Debs: It's my protagonist She's quite the leading lady She's gorgeous, smart and strong She drives the boys all crazy But she just stares and me and won't take direction It's just a tad pathetic I think she might be narcoleptic Errol: Well... I could see she is wild and daring An accountant with dash and flare Corporations sing her praises Solving problems without a care But she holds a secret that would send her world asunder She has one dream she's been wishin So she's training to be a radio technician. Debs: Thanks for the kind suggestion But that's not her at all In fact that sounds quite boring that plot is far too small She needs a storyline that's worldly and epic The readers just wouldn't get her I think that we could do much better. Errol: Oh...ok...how about... A dry cleaner with strong convictions Wants to be a political leader But her boyfriend's a killer for hire For the mob but he really needs her. And she can't bring herself to voice her own opinions Even if she feels it's wrong. She's cleaning blood stains all day long. Or perhaps she could be a ninja! Breaking gender roles and bones! She carves death with her Stealth Trebuchet Fighting off - assailants unknown! But she meets an opponent that she cannot overcome A charming man who is a bit uppity. And he's cursed, afflicted with lycanthropy. Debs That rhyme was pretty bad! I don't think this will work Sorry for my indecision You do have great ideas But we've just got different visions This plotline should tap into something enormous Humanity as a whole Bound to ignite the very soul Errol: Oh, I know, she could be duck! (Debs: I don't want her to be a duck) On the run from many attackers. She's a delicacy of high demand (Debs: my NaNo novel's gonna suck) Chinese chefs are trying to catch her! And then she meets up with a friendly obstetrician (Deb: I think that I should just give it up) They fall in love and things get sweeter. (Debs: Just stop!) But in the end he just decides to eat her. (Debs: Please stop!) Errol: Whoops I should go right now. Gotta find where the kids are at. My wife is speaking at a rally. It's been fun thanks for the chat. Hope she doesn't notice that I look like a zombie (Debs: Zombies! Yes, that's perfect!) She's always out till who knows when. (Debs: You're a genius!) I certainly hope she's not with men. (Debs: Thank you so much!) Errol/Debs: I/you should get back to typing the NaNo novel that needs writing!

Follow the muse Follow the muse whenever the storyline starts to get confused Follow the muse Follow the muse when you’re at a crossroads and you don’t know what to choose Every artist has one of his or her own so when you feel like you’re writing alone Follow the muse Follow the muse hand in hand in into the wild imaginings, crystalline dreams, limitless horizons, of your mind and there you will find the answers you seek.