Yes, its true. I was never born to be a writer. It just happened that I wrote some stuff that struck the right chord with a few. My writing is ‘pathetic’, ‘sophomoric’ etc. Okay. I’ve got it. There’s a limit to turning a deaf ear or believing in oneself etc. etc. I’m not ‘strong’ nor do I want to be. (Any thoughts on how I could make the negative remarks go away people? I am a thinking, feeling, human after all! No pun intended!)
So, its final! No more books! Phew! (Wipes brow) Now and Forever will be my last ( if it sees the light of day, I’ve begun to wonder.) Unless… I write something groundbreaking which I doubt will happen 🙁
But to those very few of you who still want to read my inane ramblings I will continue to write and publish here on my blog. You can’t get rid of me that easy! You see writing is my bad habit 😀
I thank all my readers for your love and your hate. Please kindly pause a moment before you throw that next barb. They hurt big time.