It only takes a few words written on a page, a scribbled note, or thoughts arranged in poetic form. The promise to myself - made over ten years ago - was to write. Everyday. Without fail. And I have - sometimes poems, essays or stories and sometimes it was just a few hurried words on a scrap of paper. Sometimes I found the words beautiful and inspiring but more often not so much - yet they all fulfilled the promise. You see it only takes one thing to make a writer - I'm doing it now.
Promise kept.
Peace,
Eric
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