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After the Holidays
The quiet days are back. The gray skies have settled. I am, once again, facing a blank page. Uninspired, lonely, sad. I wish for nothing. I hope nothing. I see no vistas ahead, No marvelous rescues. Writing is hard. Writing is lonely. Can I see the good? Can I offer hope? Now that’s a fantasy. To sell an idea you’ve gotta believe. All those upbeat ads and movies Never reached the truth. What is the truth? Who knows. I know days come and go. I know I’m tired of fantasy. Books that have happy endings Books that promise a cure. Books full of hope and words. A lot of words.
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