Dreams of Writing

Are you still in your office?

I am.

Can I ask you a question?

You can.

I’m thinking of giving this up
To write full-time.
Do you think that I
Could make it as a writer?
You’ve read some of my stuff…

I… do think you could make it
As a writer, yes.

I don’t know.
It seems like such a pipe dream.
Everybody writes now, everyone
Has blogs.
Who would pay to read something
Of mine?

I would. I think a lot of people would.
You have ideas, you have passion
I know you’ll work hard at it.

But do you know for a fact
That people will want to buy my books?

No, of course not.

Then why are you sure I can make it?

Because I believe in you.
I believe in your talent
And I believe it will produce things
No one has read
But many people will want to.
That’s all anyone who writes
Can hope for

One thought on “Dreams of Writing

  1. Dear Owen Poetic Epilepsy,
    I like this poem. I can hear your voice, the voice of the poem in my head as I read the poem.

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