the would be writer

He didn’t know where to begin. To open a facebook page or tweet updates to his, as yet unwritten, novel luring followers in.

He still had to update the blog. Take a snap for Instagram and he’d signed up on a five year long writer’s course starting today.
‘Guaranteed to bring success.’

It’d hopefully be worth the huge cost.

The first lesson.
In came the tutor, smiled at them sitting with pens poised.

“Read all you can. Whenever you can.
Anything.
Everything.

Whenever you’re not reading- Write.
Everything.
Anything”

And with that she left the room. Never to return again.

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