And here we are, day 27, and I don’t have an
answer. I really don’t. Here’s why: I don’t think I have a book in me (I am answering in terms of a fictional book; but I won't be writing a non-fiction book either. That's for the experts of....things, which I am not.)
Unlike so, so many of you talented bloggers, I am
not a creative writer. I enjoy writing about my life, and about pop culture, and
my various and sundry opinions (educated or not) about just about anything, but
as much as I loooooove to read fiction – and plow through dozens and dozens of
books a year – I don’t have a great, unwritten or unfinished novel in me.
I’ll leave
that to you guys.
3 comments:
blog-post commenting saved the world.
dwayne the train's remarkable story.
#reverb11 in #tenwords
also, here’s my reply to yesterday’s prompt: origin of love.
#first
I think you're creative and have faith you'll come up with. That book
I think you're more of a writer than you imagine yourself to be, but I know what you mean. I couldn't answer this prompt, part of me is afraid to voice my wants and hopes. I am always afraid that once I voice them Karma, or whatever else, will rip it from me and it will never materialize.
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