I hate the business of writing
the commerce of word craft
the tedium of publishing
the deadlines imposed
I hate the word count
the editing and proofing
the book signing travel
and agents exposed
I hate the promotion
each workshop and fair
the reviews and the podcasts
the bookstores that sell
But I love the writing
when the words come together
releasing my spirit
—my fortune to tell
(The New Room: January,2022)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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