this is not my phrase... it is Anne Lammott's whose book "Bird by Bird" i am voraciously reading. it is a book on writing... and in the remotest corners of my heart, the book has raised a dream -- to be a writer. unrealistic it is, but which dream is realistic?
now to get back to where i started from...Lammott says that any writing endeavour is an effort in hitch-hiking into history... if that is so, even this bolg should qualify... but how would she know that... when she wrote the book, the virtual world had not raised its head. i have somehow convinced myself that even this suffices, though published writers then will always be in a different club. can i become a member of that club? big question...
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