I have been
doing a lot of soul-searching lately. And by soul-searching I mean doing a fuck
ton of hemming and hawing.
We’ve all
said it at some point. I should write a book. That would make a great book.
Ohmigodz, that would totes be a bestseller.
There are a
lot of reasons to write a book. Creative expression. Truly brilliant ideas. A
love for words. And then there are reasons not to write a book, including the
often unheeded fact that most of us don’t know shit about novel-writing
and are prone to believing we could give Aretha Franklin a run for her money if
only we invested a bit of time into the effort.
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