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

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One thought to “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.
    Regards,
    Sam.

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