Poem by Doniell Cushman
Piles of unread books lurk on
every surface, and in every corner
It's said she should hone her craft
Know her niche, Know her competitors
But she can't even find them or know
It's absurd, she just wanted to
write a useful book.
And then there's the question of
tool. Should it be print or digital?
Maybe an editor or an agent should
be overlooking this.
She fears effort and success as
And money is a limited resource.
Should she be paying so much for 10-12 comparable texts?
It'll take her only five to fifteen
minutes to read each.
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