I'm not a proficient writer, but I do my best to entertain my readers. I write out of sheer pity for myself—creating lives that are less fortunate than my own; not that my life is terrible. I write to inspire, to clear the world with torment and pain. I write to save lives—with my uttermost attempt at inspiring to fulfill one’s needs of satisfaction. I write to make you, my reader(s) cry, laugh, dream, believe, hope, or long to change for the better good—or help those in need of a greater change than yourselves.
I’m not always the brightest writer in the batch of writers. I am not the most poetic poet, either; nor am I Shakesphere, Whitman, Frost, or any other great writer. I simply write to fulfill my own needs, or even yours—my audiences’. I write to create a world far less fortunate than this one, or even more fortunate. I’m a writer out of sheer waste and time, but to me that wasted time was for my own personal benefit—my own personal gain. I’m not the type of author that is hoping for success; rather I write to find the better meaning of life, from the experiences that I’ve experienced in my own life. -Steve
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