A writer writes.
A writer writes when he wants to
and when he doesn't.
A writer writes when he is inspired
and when he isn't.
A writer writes when the words are flowing from his mind like moisture off of a waterfall
and when the words are as scarce as republicans in Boston.
A writer writes because he is a writer,
not because there are people who will cheer him on when he is finished.
Sure, most writers dream of the cheers,
but a writer who will be a writer tomorrow
is one who writes even when the fans don’t show up.
A writer writes when everything looks hopeless
and when everything is falling into place.
A writer writes as a baby coohs.
A writer writes as a child plays.
A writer writes as a teenager dreams.
And a writer writes as a grownup worries.
A writer isn't a writer because he was chosen.
A writer writes because it is what he has chosen.
What does a writer write when the words are scarce?
Many scarce words.
What does a writer write when the words are abundant?
Words in abundance.
A writer doesn't wait for inspiration to hit,
he writes until inspiration catches up with him.
A writer doesn't write only when the muse is on duty,
he writes until the muse feels shamed and shows up.
A writer does not seek fame,
though fame often seeks writers.
A writer does not seek fortune,
though fortune too often seeks writers.
A writer doesn't seek anything but the satisfaction of writing,
for fame and fortune are fickle and writing only for them leads to many a blank page.
If I write something meaningful and it is not accepted,
is it no longer meaningful?
If I write words never before combined,
will people rave over my originality,
or complain about my lack of skill?
I am a writer and so it doesn't really matter.