Writing is…
…the one thing you’re good at.
…the hardest thing you’ve ever done.
…just a career.
…the one thing that keeps you going.
…the daily grind.
…the next stolen moment.
…a windowless room papered with rejections.
…an endless horizon, no points of reference in sight.
…an easy escape.
…the hardest taskmaster.
…a high school party–the kegger with cool kids–where you don’t belong.
…a circle you pull others into, your arms outstretched.
…the safest place.
…dangerous ground.
…an affectation, pretentious rambling.
…bare-boned truth, exposed and sharp.
…nothing to speak of.
…everything all the time.
…the secret you never tell.
…80,000 pieces of you, strung out and shouting, 250 declarations per page.
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