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My Unpublished Book

I've been working on a book but getting slack as of late, I'd like to get it published I've already got too much on my plate. I don't have the internet anymore I'd have to go to Tim's every day, being rich is what I'm not but I'll get it penned come what may. Soon the day will come when I'll see my book in the stores, hold a delightful grin on my face my heart will want to write more. Somebody once told me that poetry doesn't sell, I should have listened to them but how was I supposed to tell? I have two poetry books published they didn't go my way, I still write for pleasure though trying to keep my anger at bay. I've wanted to give up many times it has made me want to scream, getting at least one novel published being a novelist has been my dream. Maybe one day it'll happen days I'm filled with doubt, wanting at least one novel published makes me want to scream and shout. Copyright Cynthia Jones Feb.13/2016

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