Are we ever truly certain, that our writing goals and talent are enough

to see us reach our stated aims, even if the publishing world is tough?

Do we have what it takes to weather every storm that we will face

can out writing ever manage with the more successful to keep pace

All we have is that which drives us to post new work time and again

we have to know if the next one will be the one that makes our name

so we keep on writing grimly, determined that we should not fail,

we publish books and hope like hell that we make that first important sale

Wanting comment, needing feedback we lay ourselves open to abuse

because we honestly want to feel that what we compose is of use

We need to know it entertains,  or interests or amuses those who read

it is an addictive drive, which only constant commentary can feed

Writers are a lonely breed of creatures who need every day to be reassured

that the one things readers never are is, god forbid, by their words bored

So we ask, like kids for sweeties, that readers tell us what they think

has our time writing been wasted, or our efforts keeping us in the pink

It is impossible for those who do not have this drive  to understand

why it is that writing and inventiveness always go hand in hand

the laymen never see that words are wondrous, vibrant things

that playing with  them can create an impressive  resonance that rings

Right across the worldwide web, heard by the  most critical of readers

who go over it with interested eyes. it is their input that feed us.

So do not read this silly verse without saying if indeed it made you think

That you thought it entertaining, and I have not wasted the ink?