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Write a book. That’s what everyone tells me to do. But what if it’s not my story to tell? What if I don’t want to write a book? What if the stories I have to tell are much deeper then any of them could ever dream? Write a book they say. My thoughts would flow off the page. The story would never end. The story I would write would not be the one that they want to hear. Write a book they said. What if I write a book? Will it end the thoughts I have? Will the finality finally sink in? Will they be mad it’s not the story they want to hear? Write a book, they said.
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Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
Write a book they said
Write a book. That’s what everyone tells me to do. But what if it’s not my story to tell? What if I don’t want to write a book? What if the stories I have to tell are much deeper then any of them could ever dream? Write a book they say. My thoughts would flow off the page. The story would never end. The story I would write would not be the one that they want to hear. Write a book they said. What if I write a book? Will it end the thoughts I have? Will the finality finally sink in? Will they be mad it’s not the story they want to hear? Write a book, they said.
I will not be writing a book. But I have been told to write one.
Anna44
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18/F/Canada
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
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