I know not enough,
I see the writing of the masters,
And I realize my own less-ness,
But,
I can still tell stories,
I can still make words do what I want,
Maybe not all the time,
But I can make a word on a page,
So many words on a page,
Writhe and spat and move and sing and fly,
That I can easily feel my power to make ideas,
Palpable.
I may not be as good with words as I want to be,
But that doesn’t mean I can’t make beautiful art all the same.
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Ready to finally write the book you’ve been meaning to for most of your life?
Well, let me help you with that.
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Special thanks to: Melissa Potter
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