you should be writing.

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"The world always seems brighter when you've just made something that wasn't there before."
 - Neil Gaiman 

when i was eleven, i read stardust and decided i was going to be a writer. and i find now that i am almost thirty, that one day i woke and i was one. it's a strange thing to be what you wanted to be and surprisingly satisfying. my trilogy of books titled dharma-discharge: or the chronicles and frantic raving of a manic anarchist, is almost complete and if i continue in this direction will be before i leave my twenties. the first volume is now on sale on amazon. https://www.amazon.com/Prophet-Coffin-bumming-cigarretes-judgment-ebook/dp/B015C6CAGS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1508829852&sr=8-1&keywords=the+prophet+coffin
i do not know if it is good but it is something that i imagined and wrote down. and as a author would like to improve the piece here is a link so that you can read it for free http://online.fliphtml5.com/sfcn/odqs/
Sometimes the best way to learn something is by doing it wrong and looking at what you did.
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Sometimes the best way to learn something is by doing it wrong and looking at what you did.
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/n/neilgaiman574002.html
Sometimes the best way to learn something is by doing it wrong and looking at what you did.
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/n/neilgaiman574002.html

all constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated. and on a side note after debating whether i should take down my music or not i have decided to leave it up. not because it is good but because it wouldn't exist without me and as i work on completing my trilogy i will be reminded by my failures that is not the nature of a dream to be understood. and in this moment of understanding. i think i understand the appeal of happiness and for that i will not stop writing.

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