Confessions of a Something

I think I’ve wanted to be a writer since before I was born.  At the rate I work, I might not pull it off until after I die, even if I live to be a thousand.  It’s all very frustrating, which is bland and euphemistic way of describing the experience.





5 thoughts on “Confessions of a Something

  1. Hilarious. I empathize. Took me upwards of a decade to finish my first novel–and I still can’t let it go for all of my additions, revisions, and editing. Good luck.

  2. I love this! Superb use of stick figure drawings! And yes, I think you’ve enunciated the inner monologue of most people on WordPress…

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