I THINK I will write a book someday...now getting it published would be another matter all together...but writing it would be possible...perhaps.
I used to often wonder if other writers are constantly writing things in their head when they can't sleep. I can't tell you how many books I've written in the wee hours of the morning, thoughts (all wonderful, of course!) running through my mind; creative and witty first lines to lead to great works of non-fiction.
Perhaps I'll be one of those undiscovered authors; only to be published long after my demise...someone will search the blog world over to find my pages left unmanned, unpenned, in cyberspace.
Perhaps I'll just go on dreaming of writing a book...or rather...writing my book in my lack of dreams....
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