It’s been so awkward blogging for you guys all this while. I’m not really sure who all you people are and I’m not used to being followed like this. Although I am quite the amazing person so I can’t blame you.I know I tick a lot of people off in real life but I can never be sure on these very confusing interwebs. So here it goes.
While my father is busy with interviews, I’ve been stuck in school (it’s enough to drive one mad). There’s a common theme with these things though. While in school they urge you to decide the author’s purpose, my father is being asked about his purposes elsewhere. What some people don’t understand is that having a purpose holds with it huge amounts of pressure. You mean I have to have a purpose. I can’t even be completely sure life has a purpose. What you’re asking for is ridiculous. Anyway, no matter what the purpose is, my best advice is to have fun. Go out there in the community of childish arts and crafts and just “have fun”. Call me crazy, but whatever…
I hope to say more you during the weekend. Bye-bye.
Oh, I am so proud of you. You know how to keep it in perspective. And I think that’s a post worth making for both of us. Why write poetry? Why do public readings? Why read at the state’s center of politics and commerce? Because it’s fun! Yes! Thank you for that reminder. I can only say that must be why I do it, because it brings me joy, satisfaction, excitement. I even am getting to enjoy the thrill when I see a new rejection email in my inbox! Yes, another sign that I’m not dead yet.
Seriously, there isn’t a lot of money in poetry, or at least the chances are slim, so you better do it because you love it, or at least like it a lot. “For the Young Who Want to” is a poem by Marge Piercy in which she says, “You have to like it better than being loved.” Thanks for reminding me, and helping to keep perspective. Have I mentioned I’m proud of you?
Very well put fun is the key that keeps one going
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