"A better book than I shall ever write was there;
leaf after leaf presenting itself to me,
just as it was written out by the reality of the flitting hour,
and vanishing as fast as written,
only because my brain wanted the insight
and my hand the cunning to transcribe it.
"At some future day,
it may be,
I shall remember a few scattered fragments
and broken paragraphs,
and write them down,
and find the letters turn to gold upon the page."
--Nathaniel Hawthorne ("The Custom House")
Nathaniel Hawthorne tends to be long winded and there are times when I find myself literally falling asleep over his stories! But in this instance, I don't think anyone could have written better what an author feels. The stories crowding in our heads, just waiting to be written down. And there are those moments when the words that come to our fingers are indeed golden.