Author's Note: This is a tongue in cheek poem dedicated to all of us who are waiting for that next chapter. It is also dedicated to the author's that keep us waiting….and wanting more. I hope it makes you laugh.
The Edward and Bella briefly mentioned here belong to Stephenie Meyer.
An Ode to Waiting
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I found the greatest fic last year;
The best I've ever read.
Its characters, its angst and plot
Just wouldn't leave my head.
Chapter one just drew me in;
It was my new addiction.
The greatest thing I've ever read
In all of vast fanfiction.
Edward C. and Bella were the
stars of this great saga.
Their story filled with passion,
and a little bit of drama.
After I was all caught up,
I noticed with a start.
It had been two months with no update;
unease filled my heart.
It instantly went on alert,
and after just a day,
the email I'd been waiting for
had quickly come my way.
I read it with a hungry eye;
it left me wanting more.
The author left me hanging.
Would they die in that great storm?
The next three months were long, indeed.
Where has the author been?
I hope she isn't really sick,
or abducted by green men.
Finally, a chapter comes;
I wonder what you've wrote.
But I'm really disappointed;
it's just an author's note.
Twelve long months have now gone by
with only two updates.
Why did I start this story?
Why must I always wait?
I need to break this habit.
I know I really should,
But how can I just walk away;
this fic is too damn good.