(1) In the beginning the author read Let There be Write by Nancy Fulda and decided to write a blog entry.
(2) And the blog entry was without form, and void except for the editing features at the top of the WordPress ‘Write Post’ page. Which the author found annoying.
(3) And the author said, Let there be things in my day worth writing about! And there were none.
(4) And the author saw that her life was dull and meaningless. And she was sad.
(5) And then the author remembered that she had submitted many poems and needed to check her e-mail and so she saved the post as a draft. And the evening and the morning were the first day.
(6) And the author said Let there be replies, and let them divide the submitted and the trunked.
(7) And the author saw that there were no replies. And the evening and the morning were the second day.
(8) And the author said, let the e-mail program bring forth acceptances, or rejections. But mainly acceptances and it was not so. And the evening and the morning were the third day. Because it apparently took a long time for this author to check her e-mail and respond to its emptiness.
(9) And the author said, let me send out more poems. By snail mail. And she divided her poems into batches as the goddess Joanne Merriam had bade her. And the evening and the morning were the fourth day.
(10) And many more days passed.
(11) And the author said, let there be replies now. But there were none. And the evening and the morning were some other day.
(12) So the author suffered in the image of her failure and lonliness; more poems, created she them, and said unto them, be enticing, and good, and replenish my bank account, and bring me prestige and literary acclaim, for you are my greatest work. And then she remembered that they were poems and crossed ‘replenish my bank account’ from the list.
(13) And on the nth day, the author remembered her blog entry and checked her e-mail again but there was nothing and behold, she angsted.