Photo by Matthew Cabret on Unsplash NaNoWriMo the opportunity to write a novel with the energy of many I begin it's to be a memoir my first I start writing the keyboard quits I get new batteries by the time I return it's all there with some extra bits Hmmm... I start writing again Then strange things start to happen on the screen I reach up to clear a spot only to find Spider. I see Spider as reflecting the webs we weave Hmmm... I've had moments when I was clear of the purpose of writing a memoir They are fleeting and now I wonder is this the right thing at this moment I stop writing Write this poem instead The spider? Gone. Hmmm...