Geradeaus!

Jump down jolly fingers and type for me, type like the wind.  Fly those fingers across my keyboard and tickle my font with your nimble digits of low grammatical and spelling errors.  You won’t rub me the wrong way with your cadence or expertly syncopated beats that reverberate through the air like a symphony of clicks which could be mistaken for some kind of exotic insect.  I’m ten pound weight paper that your ink sets in without smudging and take in my titillating watermark for it’s you who I am after. 

 

I’m no book more of a novella, some light reading on an autumn afternoon, drink some tea, sit in the sun and we’ll enjoy the mood.  I’m 90 pages strong, with a mysterious ending and an intriguing beginning.  Enjoy my forward, it will preface my plot.  There’s no need for an index, you can easily find what you want.  You are the author and the editor, but I’m sure we’ll write this the first time.