Oh Heavens.

I’ve started writing poetry.

It’s pretty annoying, actually. What I originally wanted was to write things that would make me tens, if not dozens of dollars.

But poetry isn’t saleable in the same way as a novel, or a how-to book. Nevertheless, I feel like all I want now is to write poems that would make Harold Bloom say, “Huh. That’s pretty good.”

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