Imagine, my friends, if you will, that you like to write. Let's also imagine that you aren't some high selling writer, it's just something that you do that you enjoy. I have enjoyed writing my entire life. I'm not sure why, I just have. I've written short stories, poems, song lyrics, and even finished the first draft on one novel. The problem I have with writing is that nobody wants to read it. It really knocks the wind out of my sails, and I give up on what I'm writing. What's the point of writing something that nobody is going to read? Even those closest to me don't read it. So why do I bother? Honestly, I don't know. Should I stop writing? Probably. In the end it's a waste of time. Anyhow, this is just something that has been bothering me.
Maybe if I post the chapters of the book I'm working on, one of you will read it? Is there anybody out there?
Imagine, my friends... isn't this where we came in?
-Rob
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