I could say that I love to write
But really maybe I like to be read.
For too long, my fragile ego
has depended on the affirmation of others.
I have tried in vain
to please my audience (both real and imagined)
and win them ove
Many times impatiently boggling them to read my works
This has plagued me for years.
So I’m giving up.
I’m falling back in love with writing.
With the actual craft.
And not the disease of fame.
I’m kicking my addiction to applause.
And learning to write for myself again.
For a preacher must to preach
Its natural for a sheep to bleat
As it is for wind to blow
Its a futile effort to withhold the rain
And so same for me not to write
This has been both therapeutic and challenging
And I am finding that I am not alone.
are rediscovering their first love: writing.
or publishing contracts
or blog comments.
This manifesto is an outstretched hand
to others who feel this same tension
between creativity and congratulations.
To stop Writing to Be Read & Adored
I have to made the decision
To defeat the constant turmoil of finding the approval of others
I cant help but write , it starts Now
To share in the divine gifts
Giving life to the universal thoughts that precede language
Comfy acting the biblical prophetic Ezekiel
Making for them flesh, a great fashioning I see
A creation in precept of the creator’s muse
I am a WRITER
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