Sunday, April 10, 2011
Writing For A Living
Each piece emerges like an Origami of text. Inspiration drives what comes next.
Getting paid? A laugh. Although, my dream is to be part of a staff.
Write a book filled with power? Then, only then, the money will shower.
Have my dreams been reduced to schemes? Another blank page requires a theme.
For now, I write a blog. Then share it on Facebook like a drifting log.
Maybe someone will climb on, read, laugh and share. I hope they care.
Racing thoughts and vivid ideas drove me to this. Am I sane or suffering an illness?
Give me the wisdom to work with words, as I dream of readers coming in herds.
Until then, the words march to the right. I've thought about them morning, noon and night.
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