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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