G R A T I T U D E . P O S T 🌻
There are a few dedicated Readers of my Poetry and of my attempts at telling Stories.
They wig out every time I miss a deadline by a minute.
And they spend their lunch breaks reading chapters on Mondays and Fridays and sometimes, on Wednesdays.
The Reader is a dying breed.
And even if we weren’t, I am no bestseller.
But I am glad for those that have time and use some of it to drift off into their own perceptions of the arrangements I Write.
This gives me Joy!!!