You’re sitting at your desk, thinking. At least, you want to be. But you’re not. Not, really.
You want to be thinking of something utterly amazing, something so brilliant the letters will burn themselves onto the page.
The words, the sentences, the paragraphs, the pages, and finally, the book– it will dazzle everyone who reads it…
You want to be The Writer.
The one everyone talks about. The one people suggest they read.
The one who gets the calls, the publishing contracts, and the movie deals.
Yes. You are a writer.
But you and I know something. Being a writer isn’t enough.
It was never enough. Not for you.
Anyone can type a word.
Anyone can fashion a sentence.
Anyone can string enough words together to make a paragraph.
Only, maybe you haven’t fully realized it yet. So allow me to help you.
Find a mirror. Stand in front of it. Look. Look closely. Look deeply.
Do you see what I see?
The Writer. –
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How does it feel to be The Writer? Let me know in the comments.
