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the day when…

July 26, 2008

It’s Saturday night and most of my favorite blogs aren’t updated on weekends, so I check PostSecret because sometimes the Sunday secrets are up the night before. And tonight, they are. They don’t seem as exciting as usual, but maybe I’m just not in the proper frame of mind or maybe it’s just a slow week…

And then I see it. My secret. The one I had written up, dreamed up, elaborated in my head but never put on paper. The one I would have stuck between the pages of a PostSecret book at work and perhaps one day returned to point at and bathe in the glory of…

That’s a bit of a strange idea, that someone else, somewhere, in another Barnes and Nobles or Border’s with a name tag and a smile and a delighted word with any fellow Stephen King book buyers should spends his days and nights off writing the next great american novel, and his time at work dreaming about that acceptance letter and that celebratory glass of champagne and maybe eventually his name on that sought after New York Times best seller’s list and returning to his old workplace one day only for a speech and a booksigning…but it is a nice one.

The world needs its next generation of inspiring writers. Nobody writes them like they used to–so it may as well be us.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. July 26, 2008 10:03 pm

    Hear, hear 🙂

  2. July 28, 2008 4:13 pm

    Postsecret is my Sunday fix. It’s really so inspiring and profound to be able to read strangers’ secrets.

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