Once I had faith in my ability
A long time ago
Many years ago, I had the faith that I may have a small opportunity to succeed as a writer; the hopes were small, and distant, but they kept me going through the times of despair which plagued me.
Friends, and colleagues in the writing community kept saying how good I was, but I could not believe them; my sales were so low it was hard to see the light in the darkness.
One writer is quoted as saying "being a writer is like doing homework each night for no reward," I agree with the comment, considering I wasted 15-years chasing the elusive butterfly of success.
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