I wish I could write tonight but something stills my pen. I think of all the things I want to do but worry there isn’t much time. I want to research this country I live in and share with the world what Canada is made of. I want to write such horror as to compare to my hero Stephan King!
But first I need to eat and pay my bills. Right now, I hope only for work in writing, not retail, unless it’s writing retail!
I want to learn all I can about writing! If only someone somewhere would give me a chance, but, alas, thousands of others feel the same.
How can I compete?
By being better.
So now, I strive to be thus. I pray that somewhere, someone will find my work worthy, then,….then, I can eat!