Maybe I'm projecting here, but I think if given a chance most people would love love love! to write and write and be published and make millions of dollars. Another term for this would be "being Stephanie Meyerized". And even if the money didn't come I think most people would still want to be published. I think that is part of the allure of blogs and the strange fascination so many people have with them. You're being published and you didn't pay a cent. You don't even have to be that good of a writer and your words on that virtual page will last for eternity, floating somewhere in internet space.
So after years of harboring secret disdain for blogging I had to admit, I want to be published too and I don't want to work too hard for it. (Just think of Hemingway or Fitzgerald, don't want to end up like them...) So here I am, a wannabe paperback writer writing, not on tree paper, but on space paper. Check it out! I'm a green wannabe paperback writer! Could this get any better?
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