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my experience with writing and stuff

                                         C Crum
Writing;  how much fun would  be to have this for my job?
Every publisher with whom I spoke, just  said blah blah blah blah blob.
Felt like most of them had only intentions  to rob.

I don't know, maybe I just have it all wrong.
Hold up, wait; let me guess... You think I should try writing a song.
Somehow I thought it would go better, didn't think it would take this long.

Many said in poetry there is simply no money to make.
So,, I mean,   there has to be something right?  for goodness sake.
Me to pay for people to read my work, that just sounds fake.
Tell ya what, there are the hot coals; I'll sit down, you go grab your rake.
Just looking for a few crumbs, never asked for the whole cake.

Seriously starting to question why any would even call this writing.
Pretty sure I'd take fewer cheap shots in professional MMA fighting.
Last guy I spoke with suggested, I'd have a better chance at recording a bigfoot sighting.
Think I'll just back head down to the lake, at least the fish are biting.

Looks like I should have invested in something,, hey; what about the lottery.
All the bad news and stress, worried about developing a freaking clogged artery.
Oh yeah;; I got it, I'll open a craft store, then go learn to make pottery.

Well hopefully I am the only one who has this kind of luck.
Looked promising when I started  so fast, now I'm just plain stuck.
Heard so many different excuses, I can nearly fill the back of my truck.
Anyone thinking of getting into this, I can only wish you good luck.
I would suggest building animal calls, visit Arkansas; maybe you can catch a duck.

I should have listened sooner I guess, I'll pack all these writings away and just stow it.
Grabbed the bat, stepped to the plate, took a swing. Never considered I might blow it.
Guess the guy suggesting bigfoot was right in saying, "You are no poet, just dumb to know it."

 Something weird about this whole deal, It just don't set right.
Maybe my words don't sound good, Am I'm blind, with 20/20 sight.
So; people are saying not to give up, "I should stick it out and fight."
Either way going  broke fast, so back to the construction site.

 
 

 

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sparrowsong

Hello ccreb...

Welcome to Cosmo!

Publisher is a job right?

They need a paycheck?

It really surprises me when I hear of Publishers turning down manuscripts...

There are published authors in my family...

They've never given me any advice...

When I have asked people for advice and I get shot down, that doesn't surprise me...

Why would it?

I was trying to see who be kind and helpful?

A total stranger not family or friend...

​​​​​She was actually very kind and I bump into her every now and again...

Strange how I never bumped into her before and she never saw me either...

Now, it's like we're bumping into each other all over the place...

​​​If you do construction...

That's awesome!

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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Chris C

Sparrowsong
I was mainly messing around with that one. For the most part it is made up. Hope it doesn’t offend anyone. I should probably go edit it, and let people know it is fiction.
Thanks for the feedback
chris

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Chris...

You didn't offend even though it's fiction many could probably relate...

Pretty awesome for just messing around...

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Terry Reeves

This is not a contest entry - fiction or not. You're just playing to the gallery.

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Chris C

Easy there terry,
how did i make you so mad?
are all writings supposed to
be so serous?
Im sure you are the expert and 
of course are much better.
anyway,
on the next one tell me what you
really think.
good luck and God Bless,
chris

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